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Unlike Æneas, we passed forward without any floral spoils for, indeed, we had no such awkward personage as Charon to reckon with among dark, cool, tree-arched avenues of figs and banyans to the northern limit.
They turned to the left, through tangled box that wound hither and thither, until they stopped at a stone wall bordering a tree-arched lane. At the bottom of the lane was a glimpse of blue water. Honora sat down on the wall with her back to a great trunk.
They went on in silence, and entered the Park, following the walk where it swept its curve alongside the tree-arched roadway, past low green hills to the right and the sinking lawns to the left, crossed the roadway, and climbed the steep path that gave on to the Ramble that twisty little wilderness in the heart of the city, that remote, wild, magic tangle.
Down the narrow valley of the Kuitun, which flows into the Ebi-nor, startling the mountain deer from the brink of the tree-arched rivulet, we reached a spot which once was the haunt of a band of those border-robbers about whom we had heard so much from our apprehensive friends.
Besides, he really did enjoy the drive down the tree-arched street and past the old house. It was all so rich in memories of his happy boyhood, and sometimes nearly always, in fact he would catch a glimpse of Mary among her flowers or on the porch or perhaps at the gate.
The road via Glenfarg would be a luxury of the first enjoyment to any tourist with an eye to the wild, romantic and picturesque. Debouching from this long, winding, tree-arched dell, you come out upon Strathearn, or the bottom-land of the river Earn, which joins the Tay a few miles below.
"Tantor," said Tarzan presently, "turn and feed in the direction of the tribe of Kerchak, the great ape, that Tarzan may ride home upon your head without walking." The tusker turned and moved slowly off along a broad, tree-arched trail, pausing occasionally to pluck a tender branch, or strip the edible bark from an adjacent tree.
They turned to the left, through tangled box that wound hither and thither, until they stopped at a stone wall bordering a tree-arched lane. At the bottom of the lane was a glimpse of blue water. Honora sat down on the wall with her back to a great trunk.
She felt this in a way at the time, but she could not know to what end her sudden impulse to visit again the place of her girlhood would eventually lead. As she made her way down the hill toward that tree-arched street, she realized a little how far the years had carried her from the old house.
Apparently we were both observed and sought after, and as the range of these main highways, up and down which troops and munitions pass, is perfectly known, there was a rather uncomfortable few minutes ere we had whirled through La Bassée, with the women watching from their doors no racing motors for them to run away in! and down the tree-arched road to ordinary life again.
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