1 She went to the bed and bent over her.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER IV 2 Mary sat up in bed and felt miserable and angry.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER XIII 3 She put her foot out of bed and stood on the floor.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER XIII 4 I'll help thee on with thy clothes if tha'll get out o bed.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER IV 5 She came close to the bed and he put out his hand and touched her.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER XIII 6 Mary put down her candle on the table near the bed and sat down on the cushioned stool.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER XIII 7 He was lying flat on his back in bed and he did not turn his head toward her as she came in.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER XVI 8 Two days after this, when Mary opened her eyes she sat upright in bed immediately, and called to Martha.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER VII 9 "You are a sly young one to listen and get out of your bed to go following things up like you did that night," Mrs. Medlock said once.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER XV 10 The wine made her so sleepy that she could scarcely keep her eyes open and she lay down on her bed and knew nothing more for a long time.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER I 11 She went from place to place, and dug and weeded, and enjoyed herself so immensely that she was led on from bed to bed and into the grass under the trees.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER IX 12 The sun was pouring in slanting rays through the blinds and there was something so joyous in the sight of it that she jumped out of bed and ran to the window.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER XV 13 She had been lying awake turning from side to side for about an hour, when suddenly something made her sit up in bed and turn her head toward the door listening.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER XIII 14 There was a low fire glowing faintly on the hearth and a night light burning by the side of a carved four-posted bed hung with brocade, and on the bed was lying a boy, crying fretfully.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER XIII 15 Somehow she was sorry for him and did not want him to lie awake, so she leaned against the bed and began to stroke and pat his hand and sing a very low little chanting song in Hindustani.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER XIII 16 It was bare of flowers because the perennial plants had been cut down for their winter rest, but there were tall shrubs and low ones which grew together at the back of the bed, and as the robin hopped about under them she saw him hop over a small pile of freshly turned up earth.
The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson BurnettGet Context In CHAPTER VII 17 Mary told him her story about the midnight wuthering of the wind which had wakened her and about the faint far-off sounds of the complaining voice which had led her down the dark corridors with her candle and had ended with her opening of the door of the dimly lighted room with the carven four-posted bed in the corner.
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