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VI. The Key To The Garden

           You’llseebitso’greenspikesstickin’outo’th’blackearthafterabit.”

           “Whatwilltheybe?”askedMary.

           “Crocusesan’snowdropsan’daffydowndillys.Hastha’neverseenthem?”

           “No.Everythingishot,andwet,andgreenaftertherainsinIndia,”saidMary.“AndIthinkthingsgrowupinanight.”

           “Thesewon’tgrowupinanight,”saidWeatherstaff.“Tha’llhavetowaitfor’em.They’llpokeupabithigherhere,an’pushoutaspikemorethere,an’uncurlaleafthisdayan’anotherthat.Youwatch’em.”

           “Iamgoingto,”answeredMary.

           Verysoonsheheardthesoftrustlingflightofwingsagainandsheknewatoncethattherobinhadcomeagain.Hewasverypertandlively,andhoppedaboutsoclosetoherfeet,andputhisheadononesideandlookedathersoslylythatsheaskedBenWeatherstaffaquestion.

           “Doyouthinkheremembersme?”shesaid.

           “Remembersthee!”saidWeatherstaffindignantly.“Heknowseverycabbagestumpinth’gardens,letaloneth’people.He’sneverseenalittlewenchherebefore,an’he’sbentonfindin’outallaboutthee.Tha’snoneedtotrytohideanythingfromhim.”

           “Arethingsstirringdownbelowinthedarkinthatgardenwherehelives?”Maryinquired.

           “Whatgarden?”gruntedWeatherstaff,becomingsurlyagain.

           “Theonewheretheoldrose-treesare.”Shecouldnothelpasking,becauseshewantedsomuchtoknow.

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