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“
What
garden
door
was
locked
?
Who
did
it
?
Where
was
the
key
buried
?
”
he
exclaimed
as
if
he
were
suddenly
very
much
interested
.
“
It
—
it
was
the
garden
Mr
.
Craven
hates
,
”
said
Mary
nervously
.
“
He
locked
the
door
.
No
one
—
no
one
knew
where
he
buried
the
key
.
”
“
What
sort
of
a
garden
is
it
?
”
Colin
persisted
eagerly
.
“
No
one
has
been
allowed
to
go
into
it
for
ten
years
,
”
was
Mary
’
s
careful
answer
.
But
it
was
too
late
to
be
careful
.
He
was
too
much
like
herself
.
He
too
had
had
nothing
to
think
about
and
the
idea
of
a
hidden
garden
attracted
him
as
it
had
attracted
her
.
He
asked
question
after
question
.
Where
was
it
?
Had
she
never
looked
for
the
door
?
Had
she
never
asked
the
gardeners
?
“
They
won
’
t
talk
about
it
,
”
said
Mary
.
“
I
think
they
have
been
told
not
to
answer
questions
.
”
“
I
would
make
them
,
”
said
Colin
.
“
Could
you
?
”
Mary
faltered
,
beginning
to
feel
frightened
.
If
he
could
make
people
answer
questions
,
who
knew
what
might
happen
!
“
Everyone
is
obliged
to
please
me
.
I
told
you
that
,
”
he
said
.
“
If
I
were
to
live
,
this
place
would
sometime
belong
to
me
.
They
all
know
that
.
I
would
make
them
tell
me
.
”
Mary
had
not
known
that
she
herself
had
been
spoiled
,
but
she
could
see
quite
plainly
that
this
mysterious
boy
had
been
.
He
thought
that
the
whole
world
belonged
to
him
.
How
peculiar
he
was
and
how
coolly
he
spoke
of
not
living
.
