"The long warm rain had done strange things to the herbaceous beds which bordered the walk by the lower wall. There were things sprouting and pushing out from the roots of clumps of plants and there were actually here and there glimpses of royal purple an yellow unfurling among the stems of crocuses."
"See here!" Said Dickon. "see how these has pushed up, an' these an' these! An' Eh! look at these here!"
He threw himself down upon his knees and Mary went down beside him. They had come upon a whole clump of crocuses burst into purple and gold. Mary bent her face down and kissed and kissed them."
From The Secret Garden By Frances Hodgson Burnett
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