But to be waited on and remembered by him was not a disagreeable experience; perhaps because it was still such a new and surprising one.
Presently they were on the level of the lake, and their boys guided them through a narrow and stony by-path, to the site of the temple, or as the peasant calls it the 'Giardino del Lago.' It is a flat oblong space, with a two-storied farm building--part of it showing brickwork of the early Empire--standing upon it.

To north and east runs the niched wall in which, deep under accumulations of soil, Lord Savile found the great Tiberius, and those lost portrait busts which had been waiting there through the centuries till the pick and spade of an Englishman should release them.

As to the temple walls which the English lord uncovered, the trenches that he dug, and the sacrificial altar that he laid bare--the land, their best guardian, has taken them back into itself.
The strawberries grow all over them; only strange billows and depressions in the soil make the visitor pause and wonder.

The earth seems to say to him--'Here indeed are secrets and treasures--but not for you! I have been robbed enough.

The dead are mine.