166 MARY'S GARDEN AND HOW IT GREW 



"Poppies don't look a bit sleepy, do they* But 

 is n't there something in them that makes people 

 sleep? It seems to me" said the under-gardener, 

 wrinkling her forehead reflectively. 



"They make something from the poppy seeds that 

 brings sleep," said Herr Trommel. 



"Where do the poppies get it from? " asked Mary. 



"Where do they get it from?" repeated Mr. 

 Trommel. "Ah, I tell you ! What was the fine 

 young lady that slept so long? " 



"Rip Van Winkle slept a long time, but he was n't 

 a young lady. Oh, Brunhild? Was it Brunhild? " 



"No, not Brunhild ; it was a relative of hers." 



"Sleeping Beauty?" 



"Yes, that is the one where everything stopped 

 at once, and all the palace went to sleep." 



"And the hedge grew up so thick that the prince 

 could hardly get through ! " said Mary. 



"Yes ; well, there were poppies growing in the 

 garden there. You know how light and little a 

 poppy seed is, how easy for it to be carried by the 

 air?" 



"Oh, yes! Little tiny things. We had to mix them 

 with sand, you know, so they would n't get lost." 



"Yes ; well, just as the young lady fell asleep, and 



