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17396	Burnett, Frances Hodgson	The Secret Garden			.txt	text/plain	83413	6921	97	Mary knew the fair young man who looked like a boy. Mary had liked to look at her mother from a distance and she had thought Mary said nothing at all, and Mrs. Medlock looked rather discomfited by "I shall not want to go poking about," said sour little Mary; and just "It tastes nice to-day," said Mary, feeling a little surprised herself. "Hasn't tha' got good sense?" she said once, when Mary had stood waiting "He wouldn't like me," said Mary in her stiff, cold little way. "Put on tha' things and run an' skip out o' doors," said Martha. "I was working in the garden with Dickon," said Mary. "I shouldn't mind Dickon looking at me," said Colin; "I want to see "Mary," said Colin, turning to her, "what is that thing you say in India "You are so like her now," said Mary, "that sometimes I think perhaps	./cache/17396.txt	./txt/17396.txt