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XI. The Nest Of The Missel Thrush

           “Itwouldn’tseemlikeasecretgardenifitwastidy.”

           Dickonstoodrubbinghisrusty-redheadwitharatherpuzzledlook.

           “It’sasecretgardensureenough,”hesaid,“butseemslikesomeonebesidesth’robinmusthavebeeninitsinceitwasshutuptenyear’ago.”

           “Butthedoorwaslockedandthekeywasburied,”saidMary.“Noonecouldgetin.”

           “That’strue,”heanswered.“It’saqueerplace.Seemstomeasifthere’dbeenabito’prunin’doneherean’there,laterthantenyear’ago.”

           “Buthowcouldithavebeendone?”saidMary.

           Hewasexaminingabranchofastandardroseandheshookhishead.

           “Aye!howcouldit!”hemurmured.“Withth’doorlockedan’th’keyburied.”

           MistressMaryalwaysfeltthathowevermanyyearsshelivedsheshouldneverforgetthatfirstmorningwhenhergardenbegantogrow.Ofcourse,itdidseemtobegintogrowforherthatmorning.WhenDickonbegantoclearplacestoplantseeds,sherememberedwhatBasilhadsungatherwhenhewantedtoteaseher.

           “Arethereanyflowersthatlooklikebells?”sheinquired.

           “Lilieso’th’valleydoes,”heanswered,diggingawaywiththetrowel,“an’there’sCanterburybells,an’campanulas.”

           “Let’splantsome,”saidMary.

           “There’slilieso’th,valleyherealready;Isaw’em.They’llhavegrowedtooclosean’we’llhavetoseparate’em,butthere’splenty.Th’otheronestakestwoyearstobloomfromseed,butIcanbringyousomebitso’plantsfromourcottagegarden.

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