whole orange does not belong to him, as Susan
Sowerby says. And he'll be likely to find out the
size of his own quarter."

Inside the room Colin was leaning back on his
cushions.

"It's all safe now," he said. "And this afternoon
I shall see it -- this afternoon I shall be
in it!"

Dickon went back to the garden with his creatures
and Mary stayed with Colin. She did not
think he looked tired but he was very quiet before
their lunch came and he was quiet while they were
eating it. She wondered why and asked him about
it.

"What big eyes you've got, Colin," she said.
"When you are thinking they get as big as saucers.
What are you thinking about now?"

"I can't help thinking about what it will look
like," he answered.

"The garden?" asked Mary.

"The springtime," he said. "I was thinking
that I've really never seen it before. I scarcely
ever went out and when I did go I never looked
at it. I didn't even think about it."

"I never saw it in India because there wasn't
any," said Mary.

Shut in and morbid as his life had been, Colin
had more imagination than she had and at least

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