Dickon: The animals tell me all their secrets.
Mary: [pointing to the Robin] He wouldn't tell you my secret, would he? About what, Miss Mary?
A garden. I've stolen a garden.
Mary: [pointing to the Robin] He wouldn't tell you my secret, would he? About what, Miss Mary?
A garden. I've stolen a garden.
But it may already be dead, I don't know. I'll know.
Promise you won't tell anyone? Promise.
No one?
Not a soul.
Promise you won't tell anyone? Promise.
No one?
Not a soul.
Colin: Are you making this magic? No, you are. Just like in the story.
It's like the whole universe is here in this garden.
Can I have a bit of earth?
Lord Craven: A bit of earth? To plant seeds in.
To make things grow.
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