"My own garden is my own garden," said the Giant;
"any one can understand that, and I will allow nobody to play in it but myself.”
So he built a high wall all round it, and put up a notice-board.
He was a very selfish Giant.
The poor children had now nowhere to play.
They tried to play on the road,
but the road was very dusty and full of hard stones,
and they did not like it.
They used to wander round the high wall when their lessons were over,
and talk about the beautiful garden inside.
"How happy we were there,"
they said to each other.