When he dropped his trowel and stood upright it seemed to Mary and Dickon as if a sudden strong thought had made him do it.

He stretched himself out to his tallest height and he threw out his arms exultantly.

Color glowed in his face and his strange eyes widened with joyfulness.

All at once he had realized something to the full.
"Mary! Dickon!" he cried.

"Just look at me!" They stopped their weeding and looked at him.
"Do you remember that first morning you brought me in here ?" he demanded.
Dickon was looking at him very hard.