but there were no locked doors
She saw an old man digging in one of the vegetable gardens
but he looked cross and unfriendly, so she walked on
‘How ugly it all looks in winter!’she thought.‘But what a mystery the locked garden is!Why did my uncle bury the key?If he loved his wife,why did he hate her garden?Perhaps I'll never know.I don't suppose I'll like him if I ever meet him.And he won't like me,so I won't be able to ask him.’