But remembering her pleasure in looking at the Mem Sahib in the past she was glad to hear that she might some day look like her.
Susan Sowerby went round their garden with them and was told the whole story of it and shown every bush and tree which had come alive.

Colin walked on one side of her and Mary on the other.

Each of them kept looking up at her comfortable rosy face, secretly curious about the delightful feeling she gave them--a sort of warm, supported feeling.

It seemed as if she understood them as Dickon understood his "creatures." She stooped over the flowers and talked about them as if they were children.

Soot followed her and once or twice cawed at her and flew upon her shoulder as if it were Dickon's.