The secret garden — Chapter Ten Dickon

　　"I don"t believe it," he whispered. "You know how to amaze a fellow, that"s for sure!"

　　He stood there without moving until the robin sang a little song and flew away. Ben looked at his gardening tool as if it were a magic thing. He didn"t say anything for a few moments, but he kept Shilling. Mary wasn"t afraid to speak to him.

　　"Do you have a garden, Ben Weatherstaff?" she asked.

　　"No," said Ben.

　　"But if you had one, what would you plant in it?"

　　"Cabbages and potatoes and onions," said Ben.

　　"But what if you wanted to grow flowers? What would you plant then?" continued Mary.

　　"Oh….sweet-smelling flowers. Mostly roses."

　　Mary was excited. She remembered the rose vines in the secret garden. "Do you like roses?" she asked.

　　"Yes, I do. A young lady I worked for loved them, and she taught me all about them. She had a lot of roses in...a place she liked, and she loved them like they were children," said Ben. "That was ten years ago."

　　"Where is she now?" asked Mary.

　　"Heaven," said Ben.

　　" What happened to her roses? Did they die, when she did?"

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