The Secret Garden

ef and bread and butter and some hot tea. The rain seemed to be streaming down more heavily than ever and everybody in the station wore wet and

one side until she herself fell asleep once more in the corner of the carriage, lulled by the splashing of the rain against

me to open your eyes! We're at Thwaite Sta

The little girl did not offer to help her, because in India native servants always pic

train. The station-master spoke to Mrs. Medlock in a rough, good-natured way, pronou

e said. "An' tha's browt

with a Yorkshire accent herself and jerking her hea

rriage is waitin'

and that it was a smart footman who helped her in. His long waterproof coat and the waterproof coveri

again. She sat and looked out of the window, curious to see something of the road over which she was being driven to the queer place Mrs. Medlock had spoken of. She was not at all a timid

she said suddenl

red. "We've got to drive five miles across Missel Moor before we get to the M

After they had left the station they had driven through a tiny village and she had seen whitewashed cottages and the lights of a public house. Then they had passed a church and a vicarage and a little shop-window or so in

d to be no more hedges and no more trees. She could see nothing, in fact, but a dense darkness on eithe

oor now sure enough

h bushes and low-growing things which ended in the great expanse of dark apparently spread o

is it?" said Mary, looki

's just miles and miles and miles of wild land that nothing grows on but he

f there were water on it," said Mary

. "It's a wild, dreary enough place to my mind, though there's

down, and several times the carriage passed over a little bridge beneath which water rushed very fast with a great deal of noise. Mary felt as if the

f. "I don't like it," and she pinched

n she first caught sight of a light. Mrs. Medlock saw

e exclaimed. "It's the light in the lodge window. We s

gates there was still two miles of avenue to drive through and the trees (which n

hich seemed to ramble round a stone court. At first Mary thought that there were no lights at all in the

n enormous hall, which was so dimly lighted that the faces in the portraits on the walls and the figures in the suits of armor made Mary feel that she did no

d near the manservant who

in a husky voice. "He doesn't want to see

ock answered. "So long as I know wh

said, "is that you make sure that he's not disturbed

short flight of steps and through another corridor and another, until a door opened

k said unce

next are where you'll live-and you mu

Misselthwaite Manor and she had perhaps ne