Frances Eliza Hodgson Burnett - Таинственный сад / The secret garden

“Your mother and Martha,” Mary said, “and the robin and Ben Weatherstaff.”

Dickon laughed again.

“I know you think I’m a queer lad,” he said, “but I think that you are a very queer lass.”

Then Mary did a strange thing. She leaned forward and asked him a question,

“Do you like me?”

“Eh!” he answered heartily, “I do. I like you, and so does the robin, I believe!”

“That’s two, then,” said Mary. “That’s two for me.”

And then they began to work harder than ever and more joyfully. Then Mary heard the big clock in the courtyard strike the hour of her midday dinner.

“I shall go,” she said mournfully. “And you will go too, won’t you?”

Dickon grinned.

“My dinner is with me,” he said. “Mother always gives me a bit of something in my pocket.”

He picked up his coat from the grass and brought out of a pocket a lumpy little bundle. It held two thick pieces of bread with a slice of bacon.”

Mary thought it looked a queer dinner. She went slowly to the door in the wall and then she stopped and went back.

“Whatever happens, you-you never will tell?” she said.

He smiled encouragingly.

“Not me,” he said.

Mary ran fast and reached her room. Her dinner was waiting on the table, and Martha was waiting near it.

“You’re late,” she said. “Where have you been?”

“I’ve seen Dickon!” said Mary. “I’ve seen Dickon!”

“Yes,” said Martha exultantly. “How do you like him?”

“I think-I think he’s beautiful!” said Mary.

Martha looked pleased.

Mary ate her dinner as quickly as she could. When she rose from the table she was going to run to her room to put on her hat again, but Martha stopped her.

“I’ve got something to tell you,” she said. “Mr. Craven came back and I think he wants to see you.”

“Oh!” Mary said. “Why! Why! He didn’t want to see me when I came.”

“Well,” explained Martha, “I don’t know about it, but he wants to see you before he goes away again, tomorrow.”

“Oh!” cried Mary, “is he going away tomorrow? I am so glad!”

“He’s going for a long time. He won’t come back till autumn or winter. He’s going to travel abroad.”

“Oh! I’m so glad-so glad!” said Mary. “When do you think he will want to see…”

She did not finish the sentence, because the door opened, and Mrs. Medlock walked in. She looked nervous and excited.

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at all – совсем

she was kept out of the way – её держали на расстоянии

feeling very cross – в дурном настроении

broke out among your servants – дошла до ваших слуг

made faces – кривлялся

boarding-school – школа-пансион

their daughter’s guardian – опекун их дочери

Don’t you care? – Неужели тебе всё равно?

sour young man – желчный юноша

was raking out the cinders – выгребала золу

slapped her in the face – давала ей пощёчины

out of kindness – по доброте душевной

turned down the walk – побрела по тропинке

it’s not to be talked about – это не тема для разговоров

scullery-maid – судомойка

just the same – всё равно

held out her hand – пожала ей руку

Upon my word! – Ну и ну!

There now! – Вот как!

They were left to themselves. – Их забросили.