Saturday, February 26, 2005

The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett

"What is this place?" she asked. "One o' th' kitchen-gardens," he answered. "What is that?" said Mary, pointing through the other green door. "Another of 'em," shortly. "There's another on t'other side o' th' wall an' there's th' orchard t'other side o' that." "Can I go in them?" asked Mary. "If tha' likes. But there's nowt to see." Mary made no response. She went down the path and through the second green door. There, she found more walls and winter vegetables and glass frames, but in the second wall there was another green door and it was not open. Perhaps it led into the garden which no one had seen for ten years. As she was not at all a timid child and always did what she wanted to do, Mary went to the green door and turned the handle.

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