Very slowly he walked across the sunlit, empty space, and entered the path that led to the house.

In his mind was no definite plan; yet he walked on and on, until he came to the wide lawns surrounding the house itself.

He stopped then, entranced.
Stone upon stone the majestic pile raised itself until it was etched, clean-cut, against the deep blue of the sky.

The towers--his towers--brought to David's lips a cry of delight.

They were even more enchanting here than when seen from afar over the tree-tops, and David gazed up at them in awed wonder.