Kitabı oku: «Таинственный сад / The Secret Garden. B1», sayfa 12

‘Well!’ he said. ‘He wants to be your friend!’

‘Oh! Would you please be my friend?’ she whispered to therobin. She spoke in a soft, quiet voice and old Ben looked at her in surprise.

‘You said that really nicely!’ he said. ‘You sound like Dickon, when he talks to animals on themoor.’

‘Do you know Dickon?’ asked Mary. But just then therobin flew away. ‘Oh look, he’s flown into the garden with no door! Please, Ben, how can I get into it?’

Ben stopped smiling and picked up hisspade. ‘You can’t, and that’s that. It’s not your business. Nobody can find the door. Run away and play, will you? I must get on with my work.’ And he walked away. He did not even say goodbye.

In the next few days Mary spent almost all her time in the gardens. The fresh air from themoor made her hungry, and she was becoming stronger and healthier. One day she noticed the robin again. He was on top of a wall, singing to her. ‘Good morning! Isn’t this fun! Come this way!’ he seemed to say, as he hopped along the wall. Mary began to laugh as she danced along beside him. I know the secret garden’s on the other side of this wall!’ she thought excitedly. ‘And the robin lives there! But where’s the door?’

That evening she asked Martha to stay and talk to herbeside the fire after supper. They could hear the wind blowing round the old house, but the room was warm and comfortable. Mary only had one idea in her head.