The secret garden

i20THE SECRET GARDENshe would skip round this walk and look into thewood and see if there were any rabbits hoppingabout. She enjoyed the skipping very much andwhen she reached the little gate she openedit andwent through because she heard a low, peculiarwhistling sound and wanted to find out what itwas.It was a very strange thing indeed.She quitecaught her breath as she stopped to look at it.A boy was sitting under a tree, with his backagainst it, playing on a rough wooden pipe. Hewas a funny looking boy about twelve. He lookedvery clean and his nose turned up and his cheekswere as red as poppies and never had MistressMary seen such round and such blue eyes in anyboy's face. And on the trunk of the tree hea brown squirrel was clinging andleaned against,watching him, and from behind a bush nearbya cock pheasant was delicately stretching his neckto peep out, and quite near him were two rabbitssitting up and sniffing with tremulous nosesand actuallyitappeared as if they were all drawingnear to watch him and listen to the strange lowlittle call his pipe seemed to make.hand andWhen he saw Mary he held up hisspoke to her in a voice almost as low as and ratherlike his piping." Don't tha' move," he said.