"Next time I see Bess Fettleworth I'll give her a bit of a hint o' what Magic will do for her.

She'd be rare an' pleased if th' sinetifik 'speriment worked--an' so 'ud Jem." Dickon had stood listening to the lecture, his round eyes shining with curious delight.

Nut and Shell were on his shoulders and he held a long-eared white rabbit in his arm and stroked and stroked it softly while it laid its ears along its back and enjoyed itself.
"Do you think the experiment will work ?" Colin asked him, wondering what he was thinking.

He so often wondered what Dickon was thinking when he saw him looking at him or at one of his "creatures" with his happy wide smile.
He smiled now and his smile was wider than usual.
"Aye," he answered, "that I do.

It'll work same as th' seeds do when th' sun shines on 'em.