Таинственный сад

IV. Martha

           TheywouldbedifferentfromthebirdsinIndiaanditmightamusehertolookatthem.

           Marthafoundhercoatandhatforherandapairofstoutlittlebootsandsheshowedherherwaydownstairs.

           “Iftha’goesroundthatwaytha’llcometoth’gardens,”shesaid,pointingtoagateinawallofshrubbery.“There’slotso’flowersinsummer-time,butthere’snothin’bloomin’now.”Sheseemedtohesitateasecondbeforesheadded,“Oneofth’gardensislockedup.Noonehasbeeninitfortenyears.”

           “Why?”askedMaryinspiteofherself.Herewasanotherlockeddooraddedtothehundredinthestrangehouse.

           “Mr.Cravenhaditshutwhenhiswifediedsosudden.Hewon’tletnoonegoinside.Itwashergarden.Helockedth’dooran’dugaholeandburiedth’key.There’sMrs.Medlock’sbellringing—Imustrun.”

           AftershewasgoneMaryturneddownthewalkwhichledtothedoorintheshrubbery.Shecouldnothelpthinkingaboutthegardenwhichnoonehadbeenintofortenyears.Shewonderedwhatitwouldlooklikeandwhethertherewereanyflowersstillaliveinit.Whenshehadpassedthroughtheshrubberygateshefoundherselfingreatgardens,withwidelawnsandwindingwalkswithclippedborders.Thereweretrees,andflower-beds,andevergreensclippedintostrangeshapes,andalargepoolwithanoldgrayfountaininitsmidst.Buttheflower-bedswerebareandwintryandthefountainwasnotplaying.Thiswasnotthegardenwhichwasshutup.Howcouldagardenbeshutup?Youcouldalwayswalkintoagarden.

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