And grasping the thick iron rod, she pushed with all her force against it, while Jack seconded her efforts from within. Why? If she had put the query to herself, she could not have answered it. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring.
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