The Secret Garden, complete online version

First edition illustrated Children's Book By Frances Hodgson Burnett

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" I'm glad you said that," answered Mary, " be­cause — because —"
Quite suddenly it came into her mind that this was the minute to tell him. Colin knew something new was coming.
" Because what? " he cried eagerly.
Mary was so anxious that she got up from her stool and came to him and caught hold of both his hands.
" Can I trust you? I trusted Dickon because birds trusted him. Can I trust you — for sure — for sure?" she implored.
Her face was so solemn that he almost whis­pered his answer.
"Yes —yes!"
" Well, Dickon will come to see you to-morrow morning, and he'll bring his creatures with him."
" Oh! Oh! " Colin cried out in delight.
" But that's not all," Mary went on, almost pale with solemn excitement. " The rest is better. There is a door into the garden. I found it. It is under the ivy on the wall."
If he had been a strong healthy boy Colin would probably have shouted " Hooray! Hooray! Hoo­ray! " but he was weak and rather hysterical; his eyes grew bigger and bigger and he gasped for breath.
"Oh! Mary!" he cried out with a half sob. "Shall I see it? Shall I get into it? Shall I