No one was there to meet me.

I went to the nearest hotel and ordered a carriage to Crown Anstey.
I can recall even now my ecstasy of bewilderment at the splendid woods, the beautiful park, the pleasure gardens.

How long was it since I had felt tears rush warm to my eyes at the scent of the violets?
Here were lime trees and lindens, grand old oaks, splendid poplars, beech trees, cedars, magnolias with luscious blossom, hawthorn, white and pink larches budding, and all were mine--mine.

Then from between the luxuriant foliage I saw the tall, gray towers of a stately mansion, and my whole heart went out to it as my future home.
The birds were singing, the sun shining; all nature was so beautiful and bright that my very soul was enraptured.
Then I caught a glimpse of gold from the laburnums, of purple from the lilacs, of white from the sweet acacia trees.
The carriage drove up a long grove of chestnut trees, and then for the first time I saw Crown Anstey.

The western sunbeams fell upon it.