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XI . Into the Garden The next morning Dickon came to Colin’s room with all his animals . A newborn lamb was in his arms . The fox walked beside him . Soot the crow sat on one of his shoulders and a squirrel on the other , and another squirrel looked out of his pocket . “ This one’s Nut , ” said Dickon , “ and that one’s Shell . ” Colin stared . He had never talked to a boy before . But Dickon was not shy at all . He put the lamb on Colin’s lap , and it began to push its nose into Colin’s dressing gown . “ What does it want ? ” cried Colin . “ Its mother , ” said Dickon , smiling . He took a bottle of milk out of his pocket , and the lamb began to drink . Then he told them how he had found it on the moor at sunrise , crying in the long grass . Its mother was dead . Colin listened to every word . A few days later Colin gave his orders . He called the head gardener to his room . “ I’m going out in my chair this afternoon , ” he said . “ None of the gardeners must be near the long path by the walls . Everyone must keep away until I send for them . ” “ Very good , sir , ” said the gardener in great surprise . In the afternoon a strong manservant carried Colin down to his wheeled chair . Then Dickon pushed it slowly along the paths , and Mary walked beside it . Colin lifted his face to the sky . The wind was soft , and it smelt of the moor . “ This is where the robin flew over the wall , ” whispered Mary . She lifted the ivy and opened the door . Dickon pushed the chair through , and they were inside . Colin covered his eyes with his hands . When the door was shut , he took his hands away and looked round and round and round . Everything was covered with tiny new leaves now , like a thin green curtain . There were gold and purple and white flowers under the trees . The fruit trees were pink and white with blossom , and birds were singing everywhere . The sun was warm on Colin’s face , and slowly a pink colour came into his ivory cheeks . “ I shall get well ! I shall get well ! ” he cried . “ Mary ! Dickon ! I shall get well ! And I shall live forever and ever and ever ! ” They pushed his chair under a plum tree white with flowers . Dickon showed him leaves opening and new plants coming up . They watched the robin fly past with food for his mate . Then Colin noticed an old grey tree . A big branch was broken off . “ How did that happen , I wonder ? ” he said . Dickon and Mary looked at each other and said nothing . Just then the robin flew past again , and Colin forgot the tree . Later Mary said quietly to Dickon , “ Perhaps it was Mrs Craven who sent the robin . ” “ Aye , ” said Dickon . In Yorkshire “ aye ” means “ yes ” . Then he went on , “ Mother says mothers never go far from their children . I think she’s often here , looking after us . ”
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