Cathi Colas

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286 appearances 1 recordings 1 series first heard Sep 2026 last heard 9 Sep

Cathi Colas’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.

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The long warm rain had done strange things to the herbaceous beds which bordered the walk by the low wall.
There were things sprouting and pushing out from the roots of clumps of plants, and there were actually here and there glimpses of royal purple and yellow unfurling among the stems of crocases.
Six months before, Mistress Mary would not have seen how the world was waking up.
But now she missed nothing.
When she had reached the place where the door hid itself under the ivy, she was startled by a curious, loud sound which
It was the cause.
Caw of a crow, and it came from the top of the wall, and when she looked up,
There sat a big, glossy plumaged blue black bird, looking down at her very wisely indeed.
She had never seen a crow so close before, and he made her a little nervous, but the next moment he spread his wings and flapped away across the garden.
She hoped he was not going to stay inside, and she pushed the door open, wondering if he would.
When she got fairly into the garden, she saw that he probably did intend to stay, because he had alighted on a dwarf apple tree, and under the apple tree was lying a little reddish animal with a bushy tail.
And both of them were watching the stooping body and dark head of Dicken, who was kneeling on the grass working hard.
Mary flew across the grass to him.
Dicken, Dickin.
she cried out, How could you get out here so early?
How could you?
The sun has only just got up.
He got up himself, laughing and glowing and tousled, his eyes like a bit of the sky.
Eh, he said, I was up long before him.
How could I have stayed abed?
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