"The Magic works best when you work yourself,"
he said this morning. "You can feel it in
your bones and muscles. I am going to read
books about bones and muscles, but I am going to
write a book about Magic. I am making it up
now. I keep finding out things."

It was not very long after he had said this that
he laid down his trowel and stood up on his feet.
He had been silent for several minutes and they
had seen that he was thinking out lectures, as he
often did. When he dropped his trowel and stood
upright it seemed to Mary and Dickon as if a
sudden strong thought had made him do it. He
stretched himself out to his tallest height and he
threw out his arms exultantly. Color glowed in
his face and his strange eyes widened with joyfulness.
All at once he had realized something to
the full.

"Mary! Dickon!" he cried. "Just look at
me!"

They stopped their weeding and looked at him.

"Do you remember that first morning you
brought me in here?" he demanded.

Dickon was looking at him very hard. Being
an animal charmer he could see more things than
most people could and many of them were things
he never talked about. He saw some of them
now in this boy.

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