The secret garden

122 THE SECRET GARDEN" That's whyI come."He stooped to pick up something which hadbeen lying on the ground beside him when hepiped." I've got th' gardentools. There's a littlespade an 7 rake an' a fork an' hoe. Eh !they aregood 'uns. There's a trowel, too. An' th'woman in th' shop threw in a packet o' whitepoppy an' one o' blue larkspur when I bought th'other seeds."" Will you show the seeds to me? " Mary said.She wished she could talk as he did. Hisspeech was so quick and easy. It sounded as ifhe liked her and was not the least afraid she wouldnot like him, though he was only a common moorboy, in patched clothes and with a funny face anda rough, rusty-red head. As she came closer tohim she noticed that there was a clean fresh scentof heather and grass and leaves about him, almostas if he were made of them. She liked itverymuch and when she looked into his funny facewith the red cheeks and round blue eyes she forgot'that she had felt shy.she said.Let us sit down on this log and look at them,"They sat down and he took a clumsypaper package out of his coat pocket. He untiedthe string and inside there were ever so manylittle brown