The secret garden

CHAPTER IVMARTHAWHEN she opened her eyes in the morning itwas because a young housemaid had comeinto her room to light the fire and was kneelingon the hearth-rug raking out the cinders noisily.Mary lay and watched her for a few momentsand then began to look about the room. She hadnever seen a room at all like it and thoughtit curiousand gloomy. The walls were covered withtapestry with a forest scene embroidered on it.There were fantastically dressed people underthe trees and in the distance there was a glimpse ofthe turrets of a castle. There were hunters andhorses and dogs and ladies. Maryfelt as if shewere in the forest with them. Out of a deep windowshe could see a great climbing stretch of landwhich seemed to have no trees on it, and to lookrather like an endless, dull, purplish sea.What iswindow.that? " she said, pointing out of theMartha, the young housemaid, who had justrisen to her feet, looked and pointed also,30