The secret garden

SOME ONE CRYING 71ings on the wall, and inlaid furniture such as shehad seen in India stood about the room. A broadwindow with leaded panes looked out upon themoor; and over the mantel was another portraitof the stiff, plain little girl who seemed to stareat her more curiously than ever." Perhaps she slept here once," said Mary." She stares at me so that she makes me feelqueer."After that she opened more doors and more.She saw so many rooms that she became quitetired and began to think that there must be ahundred, thoughshe had not counted them. Inall of them there were old pictures or old tapestrieswith strange scenes worked on them. Therewere curious pieces of furniture and curious ornamentsin nearly allof them.were of differentIn one room, which looked like a lady's sittingroom,the hangings were all embroidered velvet,and in a cabinet were about a hundred little elephantsmade of ivory. Theysizes, and some had their mahouts or palanquinson their backs. Some were much bigger than theothers and some were so tiny that they seemed onlybabies. Mary had seen carved ivory in India andshe knew all about elephants. She opened thedoor of the cabinet and stood on a footstool andplayed with these for quite a long time. When