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           “Eh-h-h!”hesaid,drawinghisexclamationoutslowly,andthewayhediditmeantbothwonderandsympathy.

           “I’venothingtodo,”saidMary.“Nothingbelongstome.IfounditmyselfandIgotintoitmyself.Iwasonlyjustliketherobin,andtheywouldn’ttakeitfromtherobin.”

           “Whereisit?”askedDickoninadroppedvoice.

           MistressMarygotupfromthelogatonce.Sheknewshefeltcontraryagain,andobstinate,andshedidnotcareatall.ShewasimperiousandIndian,andatthesametimehotandsorrowful.

           “ComewithmeandI’llshowyou,”shesaid.

           Sheledhimroundthelaurelpathandtothewalkwheretheivygrewsothickly.Dickonfollowedherwithaqueer,almostpitying,lookonhisface.Hefeltasifhewerebeingledtolookatsomestrangebird’snestandmustmovesoftly.Whenshesteppedtothewallandliftedthehangingivyhestarted.TherewasadoorandMarypusheditslowlyopenandtheypassedintogether,andthenMarystoodandwavedherhandrounddefiantly.

           “It’sthis,”shesaid.“It’sasecretgarden,andI’mtheonlyoneintheworldwhowantsittobealive.”

           Dickonlookedroundandroundaboutit,androundandroundagain.

           “Eh!”healmostwhispered,“itisaqueer,prettyplace!It’slikeasifabodywasinadream.”