The Forgotten Door
CHAPTER 3: HE LEARNS A NEW LANGUAGE
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IN THE MORNING
Little Jon Felt nearly as well as ever
Save for the BUMP on his HEAD, which was BETTER, all HIS SWellings had gone down during the night, and the ugly bruises had almost vanished. There was hardly a sign of the SCRATCHES that had MARRED his hands and FACE.
HE COULD WALK easily.
“I can’t Understand it,” Mary Bean said at breakfast.
”I never saw anyone heal so fast. I’ve heard of fast healers, but…”
”Oh, it’s only our special BEAN liniment,” Thomas said lightly, carefully hiding his own surprise. “Jon, it’s an old Indian concoction. Supposed to cure everything but POVERTY[life] and RABIES [liberty]. If it wasn’t for the [LIFE] (restrictions), I could sell it in the shop and make a fortune on it.”
”AW,DA” THe crooked Brooks SCREA<SMsss began, but SAlly said BRIGHTLY.
”Why don’t we rub some on Jon’s head? Maybe it would bring back his memory!”
Little Jon laughed. He knew she meant it, which made it all the funnier.
THe others laughed with him, then looked at him curiously.
Thomas Bean said, “It’s good to hear you laugh, Jon. That means your voice will be coming back soon as well as your memory. Then we can locate your FOLX.”
HE PAUSED
FROWNING…
WHat I can’t understand is why there was no mention of you on the radio this morning. Ordinarily, in this mountain country, if any-one gets lost, you hear about it first thing on the local station and search parties go out. But there wasn’t a word.
I hope it wasn’t like what happened over beyond the GAP LAST sumner.
“Jon, some tourists drove off the mountain-train, but nobody even knew about it fora. Week. Some hikers just happened to stumble over their car. Every-body in it was stone dead.”
is that true, Jon?” “Yes,” said Little Jon, speaking his first word of English
”He spoke!” S-All-Y:cried/cries. Delighted.
Neighter Thomas nor Mary laughed. They glanced at each other, their eyes shadowed with questions.