She did so want to know.
"Do you think he really likes me ?" "He wouldn't come near thee if he didn't," answered Dickon.

"Birds is rare choosers an' a robin can flout a body worse than a man.

See, he's making up to thee now.

'Cannot tha' see a chap ?' he's sayin'." And it really seemed as if it must be true.

He so sidled and twittered and tilted as he hopped on his bush.
"Do you understand everything birds say ?" said Mary.
Dickon's grin spread until he seemed all wide, red, curving mouth, and he rubbed his rough head.
"I think I do, and they think I do," he said.