The Giant felt sorry as he looked out. “How selfish I have been!” he said to
himself. “Now I know why the spring would not come here.”
So he quickly went out into the garden. But when the children saw him they were
so frightened that they all ran away, and the garden became winter again. Only the
little boy did not run, for his eyes were so full of tears that he did not see the Giant
coming.
The giant quietly came behind him, took him gently in his hands and put
him up into the tree. And the tree at once broke into blossom, and the birds came
and sang on it. The little boy stretched out his two arms, flung them round the
Giant’s neck and kissed him.
The other children saw this. They saw that the Giant was not wicked any longer.
So they came running back. And with them came the spring.
“It’s your garden now, little children,” said the Giant. Then he took a great axe
and knocked the wall down. And the people passing by found the Giant playing
with the children in the most beautiful garden in the country.
[adapted from Oscar Wild]
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