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.
"Aye, that we do," he answered.
Mary looked hard too, but she said nothing.
"Just this minute," said Colin, "all at once I remembered it myself--when I looked at my hand digging with the trowel--and I had to stand up on my feet to see if it was real.