1 "He lives there," said old Ben.
2 Ben Weatherstaff laughed outright.
3 Ben Weatherstaff took up his spade again and began to dig.
4 Ben Weatherstaff said there was no door and there is no door.
5 "He's made up his mind to make friends with thee," replied Ben.
6 "Ask him," said Ben Weatherstaff, hunching his shoulders toward the robin.
7 Ben drove his spade deep and looked as uncompanionable as he had looked when she first saw him.
8 She went into the first kitchen-garden and found Ben Weatherstaff working there with two other gardeners.
9 A few days after she had talked to Ben Weatherstaff, Mary stopped to notice this and wondered why it was so.
10 It is a Yorkshire habit to say what you think with blunt frankness, and old Ben Weatherstaff was a Yorkshire moor man.
11 She skipped at last into the kitchen-garden and saw Ben Weatherstaff digging and talking to his robin, which was hopping about him.
12 Sometimes she looked for Ben Weatherstaff, but though several times she saw him at work he was too busy to look at her or was too surly.
13 "Ben Weatherstaff," he answered, and then he added with a surly chuckle, "I'm lonely mysel except when he's with me," and he jerked his thumb toward the robin.
14 He was very pert and lively, and hopped about so close to her feet, and put his head on one side and looked at her so slyly that she asked Ben Weatherstaff a question.
15 She had never thought much about her looks, but she wondered if she was as unattractive as Ben Weatherstaff and she also wondered if she looked as sour as he had looked before the robin came.
16 She went to her walk outside the long, ivy-covered wall over which she could see the tree-tops; and the second time she walked up and down the most interesting and exciting thing happened to her, and it was all through Ben Weatherstaff's robin.
17 She had just paused and was looking up at a long spray of ivy swinging in the wind when she saw a gleam of scarlet and heard a brilliant chirp, and there, on the top of the wall, forward perched Ben Weatherstaff's robin redbreast, tilting forward to look at her with his small head on one side.
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