He could see how they would all look--how horrified by his outbreak and how amazed to see him standing upright.
"I wish my father would come home," he said.

"I want to tell him myself.

I'm always thinking about it--but we couldn't go on like this much longer.

I can't stand lying still and pretending, and besides I look too different.

I wish it wasn't raining today." It was then Mistress Mary had her inspiration.
"Colin," she began mysteriously, "do you know how many rooms there are in this house ?" "About a thousand, I suppose," he answered.
"There's about a hundred no one ever goes into," said Mary.