morning, Mary was watching the robin on his perch on the wall, when suddenly
something happened that felt like magic! A gust of wind blew the ivy on
the wall, and under the leaves Mary saw a door! She felt for the key in
her pocket and tried it in the lock. It was very stiff, but she could
just turn it. The next second, she was in the Secret Garden!
At supper time, she longed to share her secret with Martha,
but she dared not in case she should be forbidden to go again to her Secret
Garden. Instead, she said, 'I wish I had a bit of a garden to grow things
Mary worked with her hands in her Secret Garden every day. She was careful that Ben Weatherstaff never saw where she went. One day Ben said to her, 'This fresh air is doin' thee good. Tha's fatter and not so yeller. Tha looked like a young plucked crow when tha first came.' Mary laughed. She even liked Ben on his grumpy days.
One day Mary saw a boy sitting under a tree. Two rabbits
and a pheasant were near him, and a squirrel clung to the tree above his
head. They all seemed to be listening to the tune he was playing on a
Making sure no one was watching, Mary led him through the
door in the wall. Dickon was amazed. He looked round at all the plants
and trees. 'All these will grow,' he said. There'll be flowers and roses
everywhere in a few weeks.'
'Eh!' he laughed. That I does, an' so does the robin.'
'Of course,' said her uncle. Take any bit that's not being
used.' Mary knew which bit this would be. She could call the Secret Garden