Indeed, the top part of the cutting had been a little natural glen that had been cut deeper to bring it down to the level of the tunnel's mouth.

Among the rocks, grass and flowers grew, and seeds dropped by birds in the crannies of the stone had taken root and grown into bushes and trees that overhung the cutting.

Near the tunnel was a flight of steps leading down to the line--just wooden bars roughly fixed into the earth--a very steep and narrow way, more like a ladder than a stair.
"We'd better get down," said Peter; "I'm sure the cherries would be quite easy to get at from the side of the steps.

You remember it was there we picked the cherry blossoms that we put on the rabbit's grave." So they went along the fence towards the little swing gate that is at the top of these steps.

And they were almost at the gate when Bobbie said:-- "Hush.