His lordship usually went there on hot days.

Would Miss Launton and Mr.Kirkby kindly step this way?
No; he was not to trouble.

They would find their own way.

On the upper terrace?
"On the upper terrace, miss." * * * * * The upper terrace was the one part of the old Elizabethan garden left entirely unaltered.

On either side rose up a giant wall of yew, shaped like a castle bastion, at least ten feet thick; and between the two ran a broad gravel path up to the sun-dial, bordered on either side by huge herbaceous beds, blazing with the color of late summer.