The secret garden

296 THE SECRET GARDENthe blue and white flower lances of tall delphiniumsor columbines or campanulas." She was main fond o' them she was," BenWeatherstaff said. She liked them things as'was allus pointin' up to th' blue sky, she used totell. Not as she was one o' them as looked downon th' earth not her. She just loved it but shesaid as th' blue sky allus looked so joyful."The seeds Dickon and Mary had planted grewas if fairies had tended them. Satiny poppies ofall tints danced in the breeze by the score, gailydefying flowers which had lived in the garden foryears and which it might be confessed seemedrather towonder how such new people had gotthere. And the roses the roses !Rising outof the grass, tangled round the sun-dial, wreathingthe tree trunks and hanging from theirbranches, climbing up the walls and spreadingover them with long garlands falling in cascadesthey came alive day by day, hour by hour.Fair fresh leaves, and buds and buds tinyat first but swelling and working Magic until theyburst and uncurled into cups of scent delicatelyspilling themselves over their brims and filling thegarden air.Colin saw it all, watching each change as it tookplace. Every morning he was brought out andevery hour of each day when it didn't rain he spenf