The Secret Garden — X — Dickon

Have you a garden of your own?

No. I'm bachelder an' lodge with Martin at th' gate.

If you had one,

Cabbages an' 'taters an' onions.

But if you wanted to make a flower garden,

Bulbs an' sweet-smellin' things--but mostly roses.

Do you like roses?

Well, yes, I do. I was learned that by a young lady I was gardener to. She had a lot in a place she was fond of, an' she loved 'em like they was children--or robins. I've seen her bend over an' kiss 'em.

Where is she now?

Heaven,

What happened to the roses?

They was left to themselves.

Did they quite die? Do roses quite die when they are left to themselves?

Well, I'd got to like 'em--an' I liked her--an' she liked 'em,