The Secret Garden Page #6

...cornflowers, foxgloves,

any kind we want.

It's raining.

The rain will help our flowers grow.

In India when it rained,

my ayah would tell me stories.

In one of the stories there was a god

who reminds me of you.

When he was growing up...

...he had to be kept a secret,

so no one would see him.

Really?

- Why?

- Because his uncle wanted to kill him.

His uncle dreamed the young god

would take over heaven.

- Where did he hide?

- He lived with some cows.

Was he different from other people?

Only on the inside.

When you looked down his throat

you could see the universe.

The universe couldn't fit

down anybody's throat.

Down his it could.

How?

He'd have to be bigger than the whole

universe to fit it down his throat.

You said he looked like everybody else

on the outside.

That's right. It's inside

that he was different.

- It doesn't make sense.

- It doesn't have to make sense.

It's the idea of it.

It's so stupid.

- No, it's not. It's magic.

- You can't be that stupid.

I am not stupid!

You don't understand. You don't want to!

You can't leave!

You wouldn't dare!

Wouldn't I?

- I'll have them drag you back in.

- Will you, Mr. Rajah?

Fine.

That's just fine.

Then I won't even look at you.

I'll stare at the floor.

I'll clench my teeth together

and never tell you one thing.

Not even about seeing your father.

Yes, you will.

Tell me.

He didn't come to see me.

I'll die 'cause he doesn't like me.

He likes me.

But he's my father!

Maybe if you weren't so rude.

I'm not rude!

Yes, you are! You're so sour!

You won't even open your windows

and let the sunshine in.

How can I? It's raining out.

- Even if it weren't raining.

- Lf it weren't raining, maybe I would.

- You never have.

- Does that mean I never would?

I'm not sour.

Will he ever see Colin?

- He's afraid to fall in love with him.

- He's afraid to love his son?

Sometimes when he's here,

he stays alone for a week.

But Colin wants to see him.

Sometimes, he stays longer.

Longer than a week?

Ten years ago...

...when his wife died,

he locked himself in for over a month.

Colin was such a weak baby,

everyone thought he'd die.

His father couldn't bear losing him, too.

He'd suffered so much already.

My poor little boy.

That was the night the rain stopped,

the night spring came to Misslethwaite.

My poor uncle fled from it...

... as if he were escaping the spring.

Medlock's gone!

It's working. It's working any minute now.

Hold, Dickon!

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