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 1   Pres         |         Jókai's summer-home. His garden is a paradise. Quantities
 2   Pres         |          for Dr. Jókai tends his garden with his own hands, and
 3      I,      IV|        palace unperceived by the garden gate. Speak German wherever
 4    III,      II|          Thou art very kind; the garden will be lovely. That plot
 5    III,      II|        just out yonder below the garden."~ ~The maid, in her pale-blue
 6     IV,      II|     assisted in the labor of the garden, when, in transplanting
 7     IV,      II|          ground.~ ~"Here is your garden," he said, opening the gate. "
 8     IV,      II|        you not pleased with your garden?"~ ~"Yes; I think it beautiful."~ ~"
 9     IV,      II|       When they were leaving the garden, Marie plucked two forget-me-nots,
10     IV,      II|       had one more pleasure: the garden, a free sight of the sky,
11     IV,     III|         from the window into the garden.~ ~Count Ludwig hurried
12     IV,      IV|          hour Marie spent in her garden; consequently the count
13      V,     III|          take my exercise in the garden."~ ~"And in the winter?"~ ~"
14      V,     III| exercises were restricted to the garden. Moreover, she studied and
15      V,     III|           When she went into the garden, Josef, the gardener's boy,
16      V,     III|          Marie promenaded in the garden. He was busily engaged raking
17      V,     III|      severe frost had robbed the garden of its beauties. The very
18      V,     III|        determined to protect the garden from further destruction.
19      V,     III|    further encroachment upon the garden by the water, while to Herr
20     VI,      VI|      like to dig and work in the garden all day long with these
21      X,     III|       anywhere, knew of a little garden that belonged to a certain
22      X,     III|     admit the fresh air from the garden.~ ~Marie clasped Ludwig'
23      X,     III|         lonely promenades in the garden - all, all were dreams.