She held back the swinging curtain of ivy and pushed back the door,
which opened slowly -- slowly. Then she slipped through it
looking about her and breathing quite fast with excitement,
and wonder, and delight. She was standing inside the secret garden.
From The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson Burnett |
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