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    =) THE SECRET GARDEN ers Petey Pearce eer sy seamen or ey bomtyold hase, cee ere ener) Roe mmnrencn ss ore cer semaine 1 Petree baie ova peterece nina rr eee cn Pach ire er ttarera Peete ae teeter Ce ee ad Mm A ‘THE SECRET GARDEN Stage3 “ete alte, you and mod Ben Wester si Mary We're not pet laok a and we've both very dsapeable? oor Maryt Nobody wants ht, solody kes her. Her stents have did nd she senor from India ive Dberunceshouten Yrkhie rsabigoldhow ith sear handed rooms, but mos of tem ar shu and Tock Mary i com ad bare, and lvely. There i sothingto doallday,ancnoone ena tneacetold Ben ‘Weatherly ehe gene. But chen Mary etn about the sore parden The door it locked ad Ndder snd ee ey lost Noone has bos inside he sere gden For ten years excepe the robin, soho Fes over the wal. Mary watches the bin nd wendes where the keys And then there is that strange ering in the nih somewhere the house, sounds ke acing Frances Hodon Burnet was boc in 1849 and id i 1924 Frome afc sien shelved any nthe USA tatltenrerenedoErgind She wat awrtrall he ie and wroe many hook, but The Secret Gandenisker at ~ The Secret Garden Frances Hodgson Burnett retold by Clare West, hn ad Bee DR et ee tae Sen sEnLeiste Sante Gy neste er ee mtn ence se lb ccins oo eee, seta Cheep 1 Little Miss Mary ‘body seemed to care shout Mary. Ske wasbornin India, whereber father waa British oficial. He was busy withbiswork, ander mother, eho was very beaut, spent all he ime poing to partis. So an Indian woman, Kamala, was paid to takggare ofthe ile gel, Mary was nota prety chil, She hada thin angry face and thin yellow hai, She was always giving ocders 1 Kamala, who had to soe. Mary never thovght of other people, but only of here In fat, se was avery selGsh, disagreeable, bad tempered lil il ‘One very hot morning, when she was about nine years ‘old she woke upand saw thatinstead of Kamala there was fa ilfeent Indian servant by her be. Marys that thee an diferent Indies by herbed 1 The Secret Garden “what areyou doing here” she asked eros. Goaway! ‘And send Kamala me a ace!” “The woman looked arid. ‘Tmsotry, Miss Mary,she~ she=she can't come! ‘Something srange wes happening that day. Someof the house servants were missing and everybody looked frightened. But nobody told Mary anything, and Kamala still didnot com, Sot last Mary went outintohe garden, ‘nd played hy herself under 2 re. She pretended she was taking her own flower garden, and picked large red flowers to pushintothe groen. Allee time she wassaying rosly to hersl, “Thate Kamala Pl hier when she comes back!” Jost then she saw er moter coming into the garden, swith a young Englishman, The did not noice the hid, ‘who listened to thie conversation. is very ba isi” hec mother asked the yousg man in worried voice "Very bad he answered seriously. "People are dying like fis, t's dangerous to 3 in this town. You should go 0 the ill where ehere’s no disease. “Oh, know she cried, “We must leave soon!" Suddenly they heard louderes coming fom theservants! rooms, a the sid ofthe house. ‘Whae’shappened?" red Macy's mother willy. “Tthink one of your servants hasjust died, Youd’ ttl, me the disease is herein your house!” "{ dda’ know! she screamed. ‘Quick, come with me! 2 Little Mize Mary Youd’ lle he cei bre our bone An together they ra nto the hose. "Now Mary understood what was wrong, The tribe sseasehad aleeady killed many peoplein he town, and in all the houses people were dying. fn Marys hous it was Kamala who had just died. Laer that day duce more servants ded there. ‘The Secret Garden Lite Mies Mary Allehrough the night and the next ay people ran in and ‘ut ofthe hous, shouting and crying. Nobody thought of “May. She hid in her bedroom, frightened bythe strange an terble sounds that she heard around her. Sometimes She ried and someties she sep. ‘When she woke the nest day, the house was sen. “Pechape the disease has gone,” she thought, ‘and ‘everybody is well again. wonder who wil ake care of me instead of Kamala? Why doos'r someone bring me some food? W's seange the hous isso quiet.” But just hen she eard men’s voit athe hall, "How sad ssid one, ‘That beau woman!” There was a child t00, was’ there?” said the other, “Although none of us ever sav he.” ‘Mary wasatandinginthe middle ofher room when hey ‘opened the doora few minutes later, Thetwomen jumped back in surprise “My name is Mary Lennox, she said crossly. ‘I was asleep when everyone wasil, and now Pm hang. “testhe child, the one nobody ever saw” said the alder sna tothe othe. ‘They veal forgorten her” “Wy was I forgotten? asked Mary angel. "Why has robo come to rake cre of me? “The younger man looked a hee very sly. “Poor eld” esa. "You se, there's nobody let alivin the house. So sold cae come.” Tnthisstrange nd adden sy May learnt that bch er smother and hr father had died The few servants whoad notdiedhadsunawayinthenight. Noonehadremembered lie Mss Mary, She wasall alone. Because she had never known her parents well she dig notmissthematallSheonly thought of hecalf,asshe had always done. “Where wil live? she wondered. hope I'l stay with people whol lt me do what I want.” ‘Ac ist she wats taken to en English family who had ‘known her pasents. She hated their untidy howse and noisy slildeen, and prefered playing by hers inthe garden, ‘One diy she was playing her favourite game, pretending to make a gard, when one ofthe children, Basil offered to hele "Goaway! tied Mary. ‘don't want your help! Fora moment Basillooked angry, and then he began to Jaugh. He danced roundand round Mary,andsangs funny lie song about Miss Mary and ber stupid flowers. This sade Mary very cros indeed, No onehad ever laughed at ber so unkindly. *You'regoing homesoon, sid Basil pleased you're leaving!” "Yim pleased too replied May. "Bur where's home?” “You're stupid if you dons know that!" laughed Basi “England of course! You're gong to lve with your uncle, Mr Archibald Ceaven ‘ve never heard of hit, said Mary coldly. “Bae T know about him because 1 heard Father and Mote talking,” said Basi “He lives in big lonely old ‘And we'eallvery 5 The Secret Garden 1d bas no friends, because e's so bad-tempered He's gora crooked hack, and he's hoi! ‘don't believe yout cried Mary. Batthe nextday Basi's parents explained that she was goingto live with hr uncle in Yoekshize, in the north of England. Mary looked bored And cross and ssid nothing. e's gta crooked back and be hei _Afterthelongsea journey, she was metin London by Me Ceaven's housekeeper, Mr Medlock. Together they travelled noth by train, Mrs Mediock was. large woman, witha very redfaceand bright blackeyes. Mary didnotlike her, butthat was norsurprisng because she didnocusually like people, Mrs Medlock dd not like Mary either, ‘What a disagreeable child” thought the housekeeper. “but pechaps I should alk to ee Lite Mise. “Toan tell you bic about your uncle if you lke she aid lou. Helivesinabigoldhouse,along way rom anywhere. “Therearenearly a hundred rooms, but mosof hem ae shat andlocke. There's big park round the house, and allkinds ‘of gardens Wel, what do you think ofthat” "Nothing, eplied Mary. doesn't mater to me Mrs Medlock laughed. "You're a hard ltl gil! Well i ‘youdoa'¢care, Mr Craven doesnt either. Heneverspends ‘ime on anyone. He's gor 2 crooked back, you ses, and although e's always been ich, he was never selly happy ttle arsed” “Marced repeated Macy in surprise. “Yee he married a sweet, prety gc, and he loved her deeply. So when she died — “Oh Did she die asked Mary ingested “Yesshedid. Andnowhedoesntcare about anybody. he's at home, he stays in bis room and sees nobody. He won't want see you, 50 you must stay outof sway and owhat you're old” “Mary stared oof the train window athe rey sky and theca, She was not looking forward to life ater uncle's house. ‘The tein journey lasted all day, and i was dark when they acid athe station. Then there was long dive to f:t tthe howe, Je was a cold, windy nigh, and it wat ‘ining heavily. Afera while Mary begantobearastrangs, wild noite. She looked out of the window, but could see nothing except he darknes. The Sere Garden ‘what’ that noise’ she asked Mrs Medlock “e's I's “No, thit’s the moor. I's the sound the wind makes, blowing aross the moor” Mary in Yorkshire ‘what isa moor?” “Hes jst miles ad miles of wild land, with no ees houses, Your uncle's houte is right on the edge of the "Macy listened othe strange, righting soune. don't like ithe thought. T dont lke i” She looked m lisagreesbe than ever. 2 ‘Mary in Yorkshire They avid at avery neg old house. I looked dark ‘and unfriendly from the ouside. Inside, Mary looked round the bg stadowy ball, and fel very small nd “They went straight wptsits. Mary wae shown ta room where there wae 2 warm fie and food on the able Thisisyourroom,’ said Mes Medlock. "Gor bed when you've had somesupper, And remember, you must ty in Your room! Mr Craven doesatwantyoutowanderall over the house” ‘When Mary woke up thenext mozning, she sawa young servant gl ceaning the replace, The room semed dark and rather strange, with pictures of dogs and horses and ladies onthe walls rwas tora child’ room stall Fromthe window she could not see any tres or houses, only wild land, whic looked like a kindof purple es 8 The Secret Garden Maryn Yorkshire “Who ae you" she asked the servant coldly. “Marcha, mis, answered he gel with sie, “And whats that outside Mary continued “Thats the moor, smiled Martha. “Do yo ike” ‘Noy replied Mary immediately. “That ie? “Tha’s because youdos’tknow it. You wil ket, ove it e'slovelyinspsing and summer when there ae lowers, Ie always smell so sweet, The at's so fresh and the birds sing so beautifully Inver want leave the moet.” Mary was fein very badtempered. "You's a strange servant sheila India we don’ have conversations with Servants. W give orders andthe abe, achat s that” Matha did no seem ro mind Mary's roses, “Thnow Ital 109 much she laughed, "Are you going tobe my servant? asked Mary “Weal, not ely work for Mes Meilock, Im going to «lean your room ané bing you your fod, but you won't needa servanexcep for those things” "Bur who's going wo dress me? “Martha stopped cleaning, and sare at Mary, “Tha canna’ dees thse?” she asked, shocked. ‘What do you mean? Idoa’twnderstand your language! ‘Oh, | frgor. We all speak the Yorktite dialect here, but of couse you don't understand ths. T meant to say, can't you put on your ownclothes?™ “Ofcourse not! My servant aways sed to dest me? ‘Well think you should learn to dies yourell. My mother always says people should be able o take care of themeelves, even they're rch and important’ Little Miss Mary was furious with Martha, sdiferent in India where I come from! You don't know anything boat India, or about servants, or about anything! You you... She could nor explain what she meant. Suddenly shell ery confosed and lonely. She chew herself down to the bed and stared crying wildy ‘The Sere Garden "Now, now, doa’ter lke that’ Martha sod genly. ‘Pa, very sory. You're right, I don’ know anything about nything. Please stop crying, is." She sounded kind and fiendly, and Macy began to fel better andsoon stopped crying. Martha wenton talking at she finished her cleaning, but Mary looked out of the Window in bored way, and peetended not olen, “Ve got eleven brothers and sisters, you know, mis ‘There’snot much morey in our house. And chey all ea so ‘much food! Mother says t's the good fresh ic onthe moor shat makes them so hungry. My brother Dickon, he's slays out onthe moor. Hes twelve, and he's gora hore Which he rides sometines “Where did he get it? asked Mary She had elways wanted an animal of be own and 30 she began to feel a ite interest in Dickow. ‘Oh, i's a wil hor nt he's a kind boy, and animals like, yousee. Now you niu have your breakfase miss Here ition the table, don’t want, said Mary. Tem not hungry.” “What! cried Marsha ‘My ite brothersendsiters would eat all hisin se mines! "Why?" asked Mary col "Because they don’ ger enough co ea, that’s why, and they’realwayshungry. You'e very lucky tohave the food, mis.” Mary said nothing, bu she drank some tea andate a Inde read "Now put coat on snd run outside ro play, sid ; Mary Yorkshire ent it eid Mary mmo bam Marsha.“ da you good to bei the fesh ae” Mary looked out of the windave atthe cold grey sky "Why should 1 go out on a day like this?” she asked. "Wall, there's nothing to play with indoors, is there?” May realized Martha was ight "But who wil go with se? she sid “Martha stared ater, ‘Nobody. You have to learn t0 18 by hts onthe moors or play by yourslt, Dickon hours, with the wild birds, and the sheep, and the oxber animals’ She looked away for a moment. “Perhaps 1 shouldnt ell oathis,but~but one ofthe walled pares isIocked up. Nobodys been in ifr ten years Ir was Mes Craven's garden, and when she died so suddenly, Mr Craven locked it and buried the key = Oh, must go, ean bear Mrs Medlock’ bell singing 1B Theseeet Garden “Macy went downstairs and wandered through the great ‘empty gardens. Many of the frit and vegetable gardens ‘had wallsround them, bu there were no locked doors. She sawanold man digging inone ofthe vegetable eadens, bat helooke cross and unfriendly, so she watked on, ‘ow ugiitalllooksin winter? she thought. ‘but what ‘mystery the locked gardens! Why did my uncle bury the key? IF he loved his wife, why did he hate he garden? Pethaps'lneverknow.tdon'tsoppotellikehimiflever ‘meet him. And he won like me, £0 Tons he able to ask im. Jusethenshenotiedarobinsingingto her fromatreson fe other side ofa wall. ‘Think that tec’s inthe secret arden” she told hersll. “There's an extea wall there's 20 way in, She went back ro where che gardener was digging, and spoke ohim. At frst he answered ina very bad-tempeced way, buesuddenly the robin few down near them, andtheoldman began to smile. He looked a different persoathen aad Mary thought how muck eer people looked ‘when heya. The ardenerspoke gently to the robin and the Ju tha shri robin Mary in Yorkshire pret lle bed hopped onthe ground near them, “He's my fiend, he sid the old ma There aren't any ‘other robins in the garden, so e's bi lonely” He spoke in strong Yorkshire dialect, so Magy had eo Ise arly sndensand hi, She looked very hard a the robin tm lonely 109, she ssid. She had nt eeslized this befor, “What's yourrname? she asked the gardener, ‘Ben Weathersaft. Tm lonely myself, The eobi’s my only rend, you see” “Thaven' gor any friends a al sid May. ‘Yorkshie peoplealwayssay whatthey at thinking and old Ren wasa Yorkshite moor man. “We're alike, you and me hetold Mary. We'ee not petty to lok a, and we're both very disagreeable Nobody had ever sid this to Maty befor. ‘Am really sul and disagreeable 25 Ben? she wondered Suddenly the robin few 10. tree nese Mary and stcteé singing to her. Ben laughed loudly “Well he said “He wants tobe your fiend” ‘Oh! Would you please be my friend she whispered to fhe robin. She spoke ia a sof, quiet woe and old Bea Tooked at her in surprise “You sd eh relly nicely” he sid. “You sound like Dickon, when hetaks to animals on the moor "Do you know Dickoa asked Mary. Bu jas then the ‘robin flew away. Olook he'slown nto che garden with ‘80 dooet Please, Ben, how coal getinto ie?” 1s ‘The Secret Garden enstoppedsmilingand picked up hit spade,"Youcen’, sand tha's that Iesnot your busines. Nobody can find he door. Run aay and play, will you? I mast get on with my work. Ande walked away. He did notevensay goodbye Bon topped ning and picked up spade henextfew days Mary spent almost. rtimeinthe trdens. Thefeeshair fromthe nioormade her hungryvand she was becoming stranger and healthier, One di noticed the robin again. Hewasan top ofa wall singing hhc. ‘Good morning! In this fu? Come this way!" be seemed to say, as he hopped long the wall Mary began co laugh as she danced along beside him. “know the secret tarden’s on the other side ofthis wall” she chought 5 she Mary Vorsbie cactely“Andthesobinlives there! Butwher'sthedoor” “Thar evening she asked Martha to stay and tlk: to her beside the fire after supper. They could hear the wind bowing tousd the old house, but he zoom was warm and comfortable. Maey only had one idea inher head "Tellme about the seer garden, she ai “Weal rightthen, mss, but we atea'esupposed asa about you know. Iwas Mrs Cravens favourite garden, tnd she and Mr Craven uted ro ake cat of itchemseles They spent hours there eading and talking. Very hap they were. The used the beanchofanolderecasa set. Bat fone day when she was siting on the branch, broke, and She fell She was vry badly hurt snd the next day she ded Thats why he hates the garden so much, and won't le anyone go inthere.” "How sa sad Mary. ‘Poor Mr Ceaven"Irwasthe firs time chat she had eve fle sorry for anyone, “just then, as she was listening tothe wind ouside, she head another noise, inthe house. ‘Can you heat a cil ying?” she asked Martha. Martha looked confused, “Ee ~ no, she zeplid. "No, 1 ink. fem be the wid. Bur at ha moment the wind Blew open their door and they heard the crying very clearly Told you!" eied Mary [Aconce Martha shut the doo. “twas the wind she repeated: But she did nor speak ia hee usual natural way snd Mary didnot elev her. i The Secret Garden The neat day it was very rainy, so Mary ddl not go out Instead she decided to wander round the howe, looking nt Some ofthe hundred roams that Ms Medlock had tld es about She spent al morning going in and out of dar lene ‘voms, which were fil of heavy farisure and old pictures, ‘esa no servants aa and was on her way bac to her roomforlunch, when sheheardacty.'t'sabitkethecry that ‘heard sight” she though Justthenthe housekeeper Mis Medlock, appeared, with he keys inher hand ‘eth Me Me "What are you doing here” she asked cosy “I did’c kaow which way to go, and I crying’ answered Mary, _Finding th core gordon "You dida'ches Andi you don’ stay there, PM lack yo in” ‘Mary hated Mrs Meck fortis. "There was someone crying, know there was” she sid ro herself. “But Py discover who issoon! She was almos beginning to enjoy nything! Go back to your room now. herself in Yorkshire 3 Finding the secret garden hen Mary woke up two days her, the wind ad aia badall disappeared, andthe sky wasabeastiflbh Spring be ere soon said Martha happily. “You'll love the moor then, when if of overs and birds.” ‘Could get tothe moor? asked Mary “You've never done much walking, have you? I don't you cond walle the fivemiler to ourcotage?” “But Fike so met your family” Mary sa Martha looked at the litle giel for 2 moment. She remembered how disagreeable Mary had been when shs frst arrived, But now, Mary looked interested and fend ask Mother sid Marth. Shecanalwaysthiok of nod plan. She's sensible and hardworking id kind = now you'l like he like Dickon, although I've never sen him. ‘wonder what Dikon will thnk of you?” 9 ‘The Secret Garden “teow he ms Mary No one doe "hd you ike out? Tats whe Mather wou 8 er would "No,sosely veneer hgh ht "Wem go non my dy of mgsing ame ‘ol Moret with he hosewors Gone me yourmnrrow? Mary onl ton ver when Marth ha gon so skewer ousie The suntine made he pane ak Sere he chage inh wet alee Ben Wenheeanr otal “Canyousll ing ease he. "Thigs seponing dep domatigran soya freer shoos coming tp ~ youn plans ye You watch them, me a 1 will’ replied Mary. ‘Ob, there's the robin!" The ltl bind hopped on to Bes spade, ‘Ave things growing ia the garden here helives?™ “What garden? sd Ben, inhis bad-tempered voice, “You know the secret garden, Ae the fowers dead there? She realy wantedeo know the answer “Ask the robin,’ said Ben Soom ose lite green OSI. He's the only one who's ‘hontscomiagups eeniathereforthelsten ence? » inding the secre garden “Ten years was longtime, Mary thought She had been born ten years ago She walked aoray, thinking. She had ‘begun to ike the gardens, and the robin, and Martha and DDickon and their mother. Bofore she came to Yorkshire, shehad no ked anybody, ‘he was walking beside the long wall of the secret arden, when & most wonderful thing happened. She ‘Suddenly realized therobinwasfollowinghe.Sheflt very pleased and excited by tis, and cred out, “You like me, ddn’t you? And Ike youtoo!” Ashe hopped along beside het, she hopped and ang too, to show him thas she was hit friend, Just then he topped ata place whecea doghad dug ‘hole inthe ground. As Mary looked atthe hole, she ‘noted something almost bared sete, She putherhandin ‘and pled tout, twas an old key "Perhaps i's been buried foxtenyears’ she whispered to herself. "Perhaps isthe key tothe secre garden!” ‘Shelooked at itfora long time, How lovely i would be to find the garden, and scewhathad happened it inthe lst tem years! She could playinicallbyhersel, and nobody would know She was there. She pus the ey sfelyin he pocket. a Tho Secret Garden ‘The next morning Martha was back at Misselthwaite Manor, an told Mary all about her day with het farmiy ‘Treallyenjoyed myst. helped Mother wich the whole week's washing and baking. And I old the ldren about You. They waned to know about your servant, and the ‘hip that brought you to Engiand, and everything! “Tean tell you some moce for next time offered Mary “They lke to hear about riding on elephants ancca would’ they?” “Ob, thar wouldbekindof 0 miss! And look, Mother sndconea wad gy 2 Finding the secret garden “A present" repeated Mary. How could family of fourteen hungry people give anyone. present! ‘Mother bough from a man who came tothe door to sellthings. She told me," Marth, you've brought me your paylikeagoodgie and we needitall btl'm goingto buy Something for that lonely child at the Mano,” and she Bought one, and bereii twas skipping-ope. Mary stared at it “hati she asked, ‘Don's they have skipping topes in Inds? Wel this how you useit, Jost watch me. ‘Mactha took the rope and ran iato the middle ofthe room, She counted upto hundsed ashe sipped “That looks lovely" ssid Mary. “Your mother is very kind. Do you think I could evr skip ike tha ‘Jost ty said Martha, “Mother says i'll make you strongand healchy. Skip outsidein the fresh air. ‘Mary puthercoatonand wok the skipping-rope Ashe was opening the door, she thought of something and turned round Martha i was your money tilly. Thank you? She never thanked people usualy andshe didnotlnowhov 0 do it. So she held out her hand, because she knew that sls did that, Marthsshookher hand and laughed. You're strange thi she sid “Like an old womsn! Now rum away and The skipping ope was wonderful. Mary counted and The Secret Garden Mary sipped and counted wl her ecw ot skipped skipped and counted, until he face was hoe and se. She was having more fan thane hadeves had before, She skipped through the gardens ual she found Ben Weatherstaf, who was digging and talking to his bin, ‘Se wanted dhe both see he skip. ‘Well? said Ben, You'ze looking fine and healthy today! Go on skipping. t's ood for you.” ‘Macy shipped allehe way othe sccret garden wall And +e was the robin! He had followed ber! Mary was very plessed. “You showed me where the key was yesterday,’ she lupe Treaty po ein my pice, Seyon upton the door today!” * * au Finding the scr garden mbing plant om the iy the wind The robin hopped on to an old cli well, and sang is mos baurfl song Sudder nade che plant move, and Mary saw something under the ‘dark green eaves. The thick, hea plant was covering & ‘door. Mary’s heart was beating fast and her hands were ‘Shaking as she pushed the leaves aay and found the key hole. She took the key out of her pocket, andi fted dhe hole. Using both hands, she managed to unlock the door. Then she ted round rose ifnyone was watching. But there was noone, so she pushed the door, which opened ‘Slowly, forthe is cime i ten years, he walked guiekyin tnd shut the doo behind he. At last she was inside the secre gardent Tr was the lovelies, ost exciting place she had ever sca, There were old rose ees everywhere, and the walls ‘were covered with cling ross. Se looked carefully the peey branches, Were the roses stl alive? Ben would Kenow, She hoped hey were’ call dead. Bu she was nse the wonderfolgarden, ina worldofher ov. ttscemed very Ssrangeand lent butsheddnotfel lonely stall Thenshe rotced some small green shoots coming up through the tease, So something was growing inthe garden afer all ‘When she founda lor mene shoot in different places she ecided they needed rire arand light, so shebeganto pull cutthe thik grassaroundthem, She worked awa, clearing the ground, fortwoorthreehours,andhad take ber coat fff because she got so hat The robin hopped around, someone gardening. as The cet Garden | Finding the secret garde she ht fort st ch and wer se ined pesceers este areeee | Miibeecesepepetntnerrbaeeds toe | exor didn nd nace ee pomne. Deon co Scene rere ea Seas | money that Mrs Medlock see meen | dnd ask Dickow co bay them forme | ‘wll Ardhe'l bring petom can get ow sme them 9 you himsel eels plo ‘Oh! Then Pl seh.” Mary looked very excited: Then she rement 4 something. “T heard that ery in the house ‘gain, Martha, Ie wasn the wind this time, I've head ie thre imes naw, Who sie? Martha looked uncomfortable. “You mustn' wandering around the howse, you know, Me Craven woulda’ ike it. Now I mast go and help the others Mlovenstaes. see you at testime ‘As the door closed behind Martha, Mary thought to ral This cally ithe stangest hows that anyone ever ese liven et the fot mt xing plc Mary ba 2% 4 ‘Meeting Dickon Mr gives ssl eck working in te se arden, Fach day she found new shoot coming oer of the ground. Soon, there would be flowers everheae ‘housands of them. twas an exciting game to her, When she was inside those beaucfl old wall, no one knew ‘here she was. Daring thar week she became more friendly with Ben who was often digging in one ofthe ngetable goedens ‘What ate your favourite flowers, Ben? she asked him one dy. “Roses. Lused to work fora young lady who loved roses, Yous, and she hada loti hee garden. That wasten year 80. But she died. Very sd it was” fat happened tothe roses” asked Mary. “They wer let her, inthe pasden, IF sose branches lok dey and grey, ate they sill alive? asked Mary. twasso important to Row! “Inthe spring they'll show green shoot, and then ~ But hy are you soincerested in roses” he aed, Macy's face went red.'Tjust. waned to pretend hve arden. haven't got anyone to play with ‘Well that’s re, sid Ben. He seemed to eel sory for her. Mary decided she liked old Ben, although be wos somesimes bad tempered She skipped long and into the wood atthe end ofthe 26 Meeting Dickon gardens. Suddenly she hese a strange noise, nd sere in Front of her was boy He was siting under a eee playing ‘ona wooden pipe. Hewat about twelve, witha health red face and brigh blue eyes. There was a squicel anda crow Inthereee, and two rabbis siting on the geass nea him, ales rarer “Theyteliteningeothe music thoughe Mary Tenn frighten them!” Ske stood very sil The boy copped playing. That's rgh he sd, ‘Animals don'cliketiyoumovesuddeny.'mDickonandyourmenb, ‘Miss Macy. Pe beought you the spade and the sets He spoke in an easy, fiendly way, Mary liked hi 9 ‘once. Asthey werlooking at theseed packets together the robin hopped on 10 2 branch near them, Dickon lst ‘aefally the robin's sone He's saying he's your find, he told Mary. “Really?Oh,Tam plessodhelikesme Canyoutund veryching cat bitds say" "think do, and they think (do. ve lived onthe moor with hem fr so long. Sometimes think ars bind or on sim nota boy at all" His smile was the wide she hed Heexplained how oplantth seeds, Suddenly he sd «aa help you plane then! Where's your garden? stand Mary wene reds then white, She had never thought of this. What was she going to say? “Could you keep a see Aliscovees iP Mit” for al the wild bieds and animals othe "moor. S01 can keep yours t0,'he epi. ‘Tye stolen a garden she sid very fas. Nobody poes ‘mot, nobody wansit. Hove it and nobody takescans of 5 Theyre letng i de” And she trew her ems over her faceand tated Ta great sees anyone "Thee sc Meeting Dickow sald Dickon gently. Where it ‘Come with mend ll show you, sid Miss Mary. ‘They went to arden and entered i togeher, Diskon walked round, leaking a everything “Martha told me about his place, but neve thought Md seit’ he sad. ‘les wonderful! "What about the roses?” asked Mary worried. ‘Aee ‘hey stil alive? What do you thi ‘Look at these shoes an the branches, Most of them are aliveall right’ He took out hiskaifeand cutaway some of the dead wood from the rose tress. Maxy showed him the work she had done in the garden, and they talked as they cutand cleared ‘Dick, 'said Mary suddenly Tikeyou.Lneverthought like as many as five people” “Only five! lughed Diskon, Hedi look funny when he laughed thought Mary ‘Yes, your mother, Martha, the rbia, Ben, and you. Then she asked him a question in Yerkshie dialect 1 was hi language. "Does tha’ ike me?” wa he ‘Ofcourse! Ilikesthee wonus al epled Dickon, ‘oie on his round fce. Mary had never been so happy she went bak tothe house fr her neh, she 2 abou Dickons vist ‘ve got news for you 10, said Martha. ‘Me home, and wants tose you! Hes going away again osro,forseveral months, a4 Th Seeret Garden “Oh said Mary. Thar wae good news She would have all summec inthe secret garden before he care back Bor ‘he must be carfal He must’ guess here Jest then Mrs Medlock atived, to take Mary down to Me Craven Man's uncle had back hi high ecooked shoulders. sd Daring cheieconversat inher bese hack des si with ome whit init and is ace was not waly, but very ethaps he was thinking of o: . things ae He looked e she thin child “A ‘tried to keep her voice calm as: E vt Meeting Dickow -Whar do you wan todo, in thibig empty house use want 0 play outside enjoy thar. “Yes, Martha's mocher, Susan Sowerby, spoke tome the ater day. She's a sensible woman ~ and she said you foyou play?” "Everywhere! [just skip and run ~and look for green shoots. don’t damage anything? ‘Don't look so frightened! OF course «childlike you couldn't damage anything. Play where you ke. Is snything shat you want?" ‘May came a step nearer to him, and he voice shook 3 lle ss she spoke, “Could could Thave a bieof garden?” Mi Craven looked very surprised. "To plane seeds in... 0 make them come live!” Mary ‘went ombravely Teas too tin Indi, so was aways snd tired there But ere i's ditferene. 1. Love the satdea! He passed a hand quickly over his eyes. Then he looked kindy ¢ Mary.‘Tnew someone once who loved groseing hings, ke you. Yes, child, take as much ofthe garden 25 youwant. Hesmiled gently athe Nowleaveme.Vmvery +yraall she way’ back thee room, “Martha” she shouted, ‘Me Craven's cally «nie man, wut he looks very urhappy. He said I can have my own ‘Se was planning to work in the arden with Dickon sey day, co make i beautifal forthe summer, Meeting Colin Jxsenstsc height Mary woke up. Hey inh ing gin andthe wind wasting veka ithe walls ofthe old house, Su a asain Thistimeshedved soe heron, an in round cor seared a = Men shebearderng cdo ccrrub eS and thr fe sheathed ofthe roam. Se pshed e eo ing sound, ‘ough doors, up and down stir 0 azhouse. A¢ let he found the ight door open anid wet in n with beautiful old furniture and hagas tno hee Oss, with a thin, white, tearful f . I face. He stared at Mary. hoe you? he whispered "Are you a dream? "Who ae yt the by hig u "No, 1m no. 'm Mary Lennox. Me Craven's my uncle” ‘e's my father, sad the boy.‘ Cain Craven? INo one ever tld me he ad son? said Mary, very surprised “Well, ao one ever told me you'd ome olive hore. Pm i, youse. Ldon*-wanepeopletoseemeandtalkabout me Tlie, [may havea erooked back ike my father, but peobably de ‘what a strange house this it” sid Mary. °So many secrets! Does your father come and se you often? Not often. He dacs ike secing me because it makes him emembermy mother. She died when Twas born sohe smost hates me think “Why do you sy you're going die” asked Mary. ve always bee I've neatly died several mes, and nybaek’snever been strong. My doctor fees sue that Ym rong to die, But he's my father’s cousin, and very poor, so Tad ke me odie. Then he'd geal the money when my tthe dis, He gves me medicine ad ells me vo ret. We ind grand doctor from London once, who told me go win the tesh ai and try get well, But That fresh i. hdanter allaheervantshaveto do what Iwan, Iocan i'n angry, become ill ‘Mary thought she liked this oy, although he seemed so svange. Heaskedhelosof questions and shetold himall not be fein ni How oi ace you? he asked suddenly Jo are you eplied Mary, frgeting to be The Sere Garden etl "cause when you were born he garden door was locked and the key was Buried And I know thar moran eats ago.? olin st up in bed and looked very interested, “Wha door? Who lockedit? Where's the key? I want ace v make the servants tlie wheteitis Theil ake mecha and youcan cone ro, ‘Ob pleas! Dort— don’ dotted Mary. (Colin stared ater. Don't you want see “Yes butf you make them open the door it wllneverbe ‘stcret again, Yousee,ifonly we know abouts vies coe ecan ind thekey, we cin goand pay thereevery day. We {in help the garden come alive again. And ne one wet know aboutit~excrpt ut “Ise suid Coin slowiy, "Ye, Pike that. Il be ou secret. ve never hada secret before” ‘And pechap added Mary level, we can find a boy {© Push you in your whelcai,ifyou cane walk anton fango there together without any other people You'l fot beter ouside, know Ido?” "alike thas,he sai cea. eink hike fash in ‘na secre garden? ‘Then Macy cold hin about the moor, and Dickon Ben Weathersalf,andthe robin, and Calinlatenedg ok Wrth reat interest. He began to smile and look wang happier “Ike having you her, he said, Ime eveey day. But Tm tred now “Youmustcome andsce 36 I Meeting Colin "ener Myrna Tyee fercon Mr ved Coinage cpl Hagen oy ‘nedaig souk ay ado aye. Thy radone rockon ‘leah os Te wee mn igh este aes Dr fd Ms Medlock exe a. They slot fll ovr aha a ie Craven. lye et. She mus visite often. To Mary he looked jut team Indon prince. ‘servansto keep ita sere, ‘Don't be stpid, Medlock, ssid the Indian prince ‘oldy. Nobody told her. She fe rand me crying and found ‘ie hersel. Bing oar tea up now? 1s eng PO" geting 20 bo and ected my boy pore Ne TMS no good for you Don eck, you're sone sid Coin. be angry if Mary ‘cso’ visi met he makes me feel bene ptt did ce lok happy when he lef the room, htt nthe boy, sit sid the howschene, italy disagreeable withallofes Heretics Cine tha Strangle il. Ande does ok bene Craven had to apre, 6 Colin is ataia st week, Mary went totalkto of vstng the garden Bur ste toring t0 see the sun Shining into her iogttandshe ran outotheseret garden atone Set sin wat 0 have her breakfast har eas sunny and warm, a ‘Pushing thet way oar Colin every day instead woke euly one td @ thousand more shoots were ‘ofthe round, Dickon was already 38 Colon icafrid yougfoxteehin ee ba ero Tle was yng nly backward and forwars 2 Seger crn rae The a uly someting Yorn ag bt inane, ont you? Wel, vere They watched Col " to lp him to gr beer: e's lingo nen whispered Mary. 3” The Secret Garden “Thats good new ‘honest face. We al knew he wee th I havea cooked b “He's afraid he ‘ink that’s wha’ ‘Pethaps wecan br ‘ame hack othehous ‘he servant had had "He's been very had.termpered 1 because you didn "Wel er __Milsvarboy Fee lied Macy coldly. She for . ‘ome this afternoon “Twas working in the “won tthe bore Sim ines aking oe Mary suddenly became : sa tthnevercone ing “YoutTheveto tly vou in ere “Ob, will you, prince There was.a big smile on Dickon's sche saking hie il.” manne nghihercandlethimreat under th iy. Wh sein theey a eng ach ldh ‘rouble with Colin, Hehethar ‘late emp lao iho Barden with Dickon? othe garden ifyou stay with A a ose Dion 40. the servants bring But 99 one can make me tlk ro 0 Colin safad you.T won't look aryou.Pilsare atthe flooe!” "You sels gel! ered Coin. “You're more selish than Tam. You'te the most sesh boy Pve evermet “tas not as selfish as your fine Dickon! He heeps you playing ouside when he knows I'll and alone!" ‘Mary hed never been s fusions, ‘Dickon is meer than. ny other boy inthe world! He's ike an ange!" "an ange! Don’ make me lavght He's just a poor “ony boy with holes his shoes? “ries a thousand times beter than you ae! Gon had never argued with anyone lke himself in his is andi fac it was good for him. But now be was ‘ryinningto fel sore for himsel im alwaysily he sid, and tated tocry. ‘Tm sue my ck a biccroaked. And Fm goingte die!” ‘No, you'e not said Mary cross. Catone his ye very wide, Nobo had sag that soins Before. He was gy, bat birpleased at the same tine "What do you mean? You know I'm going to diel *yexybudy says im going to die” Tl’ believe i said Mary in hes most disagreeable swike "You justsay that 10 make peopl fel sores fr you. ¥ we horeid to die!” ‘Colt forgot about his painful back and sat up in bed. “

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