Таинственный сад
XVII. A Tantrum
“Youmustgobackandgetyoursleepout,”shesaid.“He’lldropoffafterawhile—ifhe’snottooupset.ThenI’llliedownmyselfinthenextroom.”
“WouldyoulikemetosingyouthatsongIlearnedfrommyAyah?”MarywhisperedtoColin.
Hishandpulledhersgentlyandheturnedhistiredeyesonherappealingly.
“Oh,yes!”heanswered.“It’ssuchasoftsong.Ishallgotosleepinaminute.”
“Iwillputhimtosleep,”Marysaidtotheyawningnurse.“Youcangoifyoulike.”
“Well,”saidthenurse,withanattemptatreluctance.“Ifhedoesn’tgotosleepinhalfanhouryoumustcallme.”
“Verywell,”answeredMary.
ThenursewasoutoftheroominaminuteandassoonasshewasgoneColinpulledMary’shandagain.
“Ialmosttold,”hesaid;“butIstoppedmyselfintime.Iwon’ttalkandI’llgotosleep,butyousaidyouhadawholelotofnicethingstotellme.Haveyou—doyouthinkyouhavefoundoutanythingatallaboutthewayintothesecretgarden?”
Marylookedathispoorlittletiredfaceandswolleneyesandherheartrelented.
“Ye-es,”sheanswered,“IthinkIhave.AndifyouwillgotosleepIwilltellyoutomorrow.”Hishandquitetrembled.
“Oh,Mary!”hesaid.“Oh,Mary!IfIcouldgetintoitIthinkIshouldlivetogrowup!DoyousupposethatinsteadofsingingtheAyahsong—youcouldjusttellmesoftlyasyoudidthatfirstdaywhatyouimagineitlookslikeinside?Iamsureitwillmakemegotosleep.”
“Yes,”answeredMary.“Shutyoureyes
