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They
had
not
been
a
week
at
Three
Chimneys
before
they
had
asked
Mother
to
let
them
have
a
piece
of
garden
each
for
their
very
own
,
and
she
had
agreed
,
and
the
south
border
under
the
peach
trees
had
been
divided
into
three
pieces
and
they
were
allowed
to
plant
whatever
they
liked
there
.
Phyllis
had
planted
mignonette
and
nasturtium
and
Virginia
Stock
in
hers
.
The
seeds
came
up
,
and
though
they
looked
just
like
weeds
,
Phyllis
believed
that
they
would
bear
flowers
some
day
.
The
Virginia
Stock
justified
her
faith
quite
soon
,
and
her
garden
was
gay
with
a
band
of
bright
little
flowers
,
pink
and
white
and
red
and
mauve
.
"
I
ca
n't
weed
for
fear
I
pull
up
the
wrong
things
,
"
she
used
to
say
comfortably
;
"
it
saves
such
a
lot
of
work
.
"
Peter
sowed
vegetable
seeds
in
his
--
carrots
and
onions
and
turnips
.
The
seed
was
given
to
him
by
the
farmer
who
lived
in
the
nice
black-and-white
,
wood-and-plaster
house
just
beyond
the
bridge
.
He
kept
turkeys
and
guinea
fowls
,
and
was
a
most
amiable
man
.
But
Peter
's
vegetables
never
had
much
of
a
chance
,
because
he
liked
to
use
the
earth
of
his
garden
for
digging
canals
,
and
making
forts
and
earthworks
for
his
toy
soldiers
.
And
the
seeds
of
vegetables
rarely
come
to
much
in
a
soil
that
is
constantly
disturbed
for
the
purposes
of
war
and
irrigation
.
Bobbie
planted
rose-bushes
in
her
garden
,
but
all
the
little
new
leaves
of
the
rose-bushes
shrivelled
and
withered
,
perhaps
because
she
moved
them
from
the
other
part
of
the
garden
in
May
,
which
is
not
at
all
the
right
time
of
year
for
moving
roses
.
But
she
would
not
own
that
they
were
dead
,
and
hoped
on
against
hope
,
until
the
day
when
Perks
came
up
to
see
the
garden
,
and
told
her
quite
plainly
that
all
her
roses
were
as
dead
as
doornails
.
"
Only
good
for
bonfires
,
Miss
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
just
dig
'em
up
and
burn
'em
,
and
I
'll
give
you
some
nice
fresh
roots
outer
my
garden
;
pansies
,
and
stocks
,
and
sweet
willies
,
and
forget-me-nots
.
I
'll
bring
'em
along
to-morrow
if
you
get
the
ground
ready
.
"
So
next
day
she
set
to
work
,
and
that
happened
to
be
the
day
when
Mother
had
praised
her
and
the
others
about
not
quarrelling
.
She
moved
the
rose-bushes
and
carried
them
to
the
other
end
of
the
garden
,
where
the
rubbish
heap
was
that
they
meant
to
make
a
bonfire
of
when
Guy
Fawkes
'
Day
came
.
Meanwhile
Peter
had
decided
to
flatten
out
all
his
forts
and
earthworks
,
with
a
view
to
making
a
model
of
the
railway-tunnel
,
cutting
,
embankment
,
canal
,
aqueduct
,
bridges
,
and
all
.
So
when
Bobbie
came
back
from
her
last
thorny
journey
with
the
dead
rose-bushes
,
he
had
got
the
rake
and
was
using
it
busily
.
"
I
was
using
the
rake
,
"
said
Bobbie
.
