The secret garden

42 THE SECRET GARDENth' gardens," she said, pointing to a gate in a wallof shrubbery. There's lots o' flowers in summer-time,but there's nothin' bloomin' now." Sheseemed to hesitate a second before she added," One of th' gardens is locked up. No one hasbeen in it for ten years."" 'Why? asked Mary in spite of herself.Here was another locked door added to the hundredin the strange house.'Mr. Craven had it shut when his wife died sosudden. He won't let no one go inside. It washer garden. He locked th' door an' dug a holeand buried th' key. There's Mrs. Medlock's bellringing I must run."After she was gone Mary turned down the walkwhich led to the door in the shrubbery. Shecould not help thinking about the garden whichno one had been into for ten years. She wonderedwhat it would look like and whether there wereany flowers still alive in When it.she had passedthrough the shrubbery gate she found herself ingreat gardens, with wide lawns and winding walkswith clipped borders. There were trees, and flower-beds,and evergreens clipped into strangeshapes, and a large pool with an old gray fountainin its midst. But the flower-beds were bare andwintry and the fountain was not playing. Thiswas not the garden which was shut up. How