When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with her uncle everybody said she was the most disagreeable-looking child ever seen. It was true, too.
No adjustments needed to the secret garden!
Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, 'and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice 'without pictures or conversation?' Her sister was getting mightily pissed off with Alice sighing, grumbling and making a nuisance of herself. 'I'm never having kids,' she thought angrily while visualising drowning Alice in the nearby river.