"I cannot give you what you wish, but bear in mind that you can take it without my giving it to you."
"Well, then, I will enter, cost what it may," exclaimed the boy.
"You shall not enter alive," shouted Death, brandishing her scythe.
"Oh, yes, he will, if he is quick," said Life provoked. "Do not meddle with this boy who is mine for many years."
"We shall see now."
Enrique jumped over the threshold of the garden gate and Death dealt him a terrible blow with her scythe, which would have deprived him of existence if at that moment Life had not made him smell the apple which she held in her hand and which quite cured him.
So Enrique passed between Life and Death into the Garden of Health and once inside commenced his quest in order to see if he could find the famous ivy which was to cure his little sister. It was difficult to find it among so many and such different plants as filled that beautiful garden where was medicine for every illness; but Enrique was resolved to find it, and passed through, one after another, the avenues of trees which crossed the park of health in all directions.
"I am the Red Celery, that cures all chest diseases," said a highly coloured celery plant bowing to Enrique.
"And I am the Spanish Onion, that cures the kidneys."
"And I am the Valerian, that cures the nerves."