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　　"He is Martha's brother. He is twelve years old,"she explained. "He is not like any one else in the world.
　　He can charm foxes and squirrels and birds just as thenatives in India charm snakes. He plays a very soft tuneon a pipe and they come and listen."There were some big books on a table at his side and hedragged one suddenly toward him. "There is a pictureof a snake-charmer in this," he exclaimed. "Come and lookat it"The book was a beautiful one with superb coloredillustrations and he turned to one of them,replica gucci bags.
　　"Can he do that?" he asked eagerly.
　　"He played on his pipe and they listened," Mary explained.
　　"But he doesn't call it Magic. He says it's because helives on the moor so much and he knows their ways. He sayshe feels sometimes as if he was a bird or a rabbit himself,he likes them so. I think he asked the robin questions.
　　It seemed as if they talked to each other in soft chirps."Colin lay back on his cushion and his eyes grew largerand larger and the spots on his cheeks burned.
　　"Tell me some more about him," he said.
　　"He knows all about eggs and nests," Mary went on.
　　"And he knows where foxes and badgers and otters live.
　　He keeps them secret so that other boys won't find their holesand frighten them. He knows about everything that growsor lives on the moor.""Does he like the moor?" said Colin. "How can hewhen it's such a great, bare, dreary place?""It's the most beautiful place," protested Mary.
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　　It's their world.""How do you know all that?" said Colin,moncler jackets men, turning on hiselbow to look at her.
　　"I have never been there once, really," said Marysuddenly remembering. "I only drove over it in the dark.
　　I thought it was hideous. Martha told me about it firstand then Dickon. When Dickon talks about it you feelas if you saw things and heard them and as if you werestanding in the heather with the sun shining and the gorsesmelling like honey--and all full of bees and butterflies.""You never see anything if you are ill," saidColin restlessly. He looked like a person listeningto a new sound in the distance and wondering what it was.
　　"You can't if you stay in a room, " said Mary.
　　"I couldn't go on the moor" he said in a resentful tone.
　　Mary was silent for a minute and then she said something bold.
　　"You might--sometime."He moved as if he were startled.
　　"Go on the moor! How could I? I am going to die.""How do you know?" said Mary unsympathetically.
　　She didn't like the way he had of talking about dying.
　　She did not feel very sympathetic. She felt rather as if healmost boasted about it.
　　"Oh, I've heard it ever since I remember," he answered crossly.
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