She did not see him.

Distance lent her figure an indescribable height, and romance seemed to surround her from the floating of a purple veil which the light air filled and curved from her shoulders.
"Here she comes, like a ship in full sail," he said to himself, half remembering some line from a play or poem where the heroine bore down thus with feathers flying and airs saluting her.

The greenery and the high presences of the trees surrounded her as if they stood forth at her coming.

He rose, and she saw him; her little exclamation proved that she was glad to find him, and then that she blamed herself for being late.
"Why did you never tell me?
I didn't know there was this," she remarked, alluding to the lake, the broad green space, the vista of trees, with the ruffled gold of the Thames in the distance and the Ducal castle standing in its meadows.

She paid the rigid tail of the Ducal lion the tribute of incredulous laughter.
"You've never been to Kew ?" Denham remarked.
But it appeared that she had come once as a small child, when the geography of the place was entirely different, and the fauna included certainly flamingoes and, possibly, camels.