Таинственный сад
IV. Martha
“Hecameouto’th’eggthere.Ifhe’scourtin’,he’smakin’uptosomeyoungmadamofarobinthatlivesamongth’oldrose-treesthere.”
“Rose-trees,”saidMary.“Arethererose-trees?”
BenWeatherstafftookuphisspadeagainandbegantodig.
“Therewastenyear’ago,”hemumbled.
“Ishouldliketoseethem,”saidMary.“Whereisthegreendoor?Theremustbeadoorsomewhere.”
Bendrovehisspadedeepandlookedasuncompanionableashehadlookedwhenshefirstsawhim.
“Therewastenyear’ago,butthereisn’tnow,”hesaid.
“Nodoor!”criedMary.“Theremustbe.”
“Noneasanyonecanfind,an’noneasisanyone’sbusiness.Don’tyoubeameddlesomewenchan’pokeyournosewhereit’snocausetogo.Here,Imustgoonwithmywork.Getyougonean’playyou.I’venomoretime.”
Andheactuallystoppeddigging,threwhisspadeoverhisshoulderandwalkedoff,withoutevenglancingatherorsayinggood-by.
