You can lose a friend in springtime easier than any other season
Marie Verhagenhas quoted6 years ago
"Mistress Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells, And marigolds all in a row."
mkandkk01has quoted6 years ago
. It is very sad, now the poor beautiful thing is gone
mkandkk01has quoted6 years ago
It is very sad, now the poor beautiful thing is gone
mkandkk01has quoted6 years ago
"Mistress Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells, And marigolds all in a row."
Аня Яроваяhas quoted4 days ago
It was another cry, but not quite like the one she had heard last night; it was only a short one, a fretful, childish whine muffled by passing through walls.
Дана Тайбасарhas quoted4 days ago
carried out,
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
She wondered if they were all really locked and what she would find if she could get into any of them.
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
She did not care very much about the library itself, because she had read very few books; but to hear of it brought back to her mind the hundred rooms with closed doors.
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
It was a curious sound—it seemed almost as if a child were crying somewhere.
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
That’s why he hates it.
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
But one day when she was sittin’ there th’ branch broke an’ she fell on th’ ground an’ was hurt so bad that next day she died.
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
An’ none o’ th’ gardeners was ever let to go in. Him an’ her used to go in an’ shut th’ door an’ stay there hours an’ hours, readin’ an’ talkin’.
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
this place that’s not to be talked over. That’s Mr. Craven’s orders.
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
“Mrs. Medlock said it’s not to be talked about. There’s lots o’ things in
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
“Why did he hate it?” Mary persisted.
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
his feathers with his beak.
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
“It’s in the garden no one can go into,” she said to herself. “It’s the garden without a door. He lives in there. How I wish I could see what it is like!”
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
wall—much lower down—and there was the same tree inside.
Аня Яроваяhas quoted6 days ago
Now she was on the other side of the orchard and standing in the path outside a