'I will,' replied Mary. 'Oh, there's the robin!' The little bird hopped on to Ben's spade, 'Are
things growing in the garden where he lives?'
'What garden?' said Ben, in his bad-tempered voice.
'You know, the secret garden. Are the flowers dead there?' She really wanted to know the answer.
'Ask the robin,' said Ben crossly. He's the only one who's
'Soon you'll see little green
shoots coming up.' been in there for the last ten years.'