The first morning was spent in emptying the big trunk, with Aunt Clarissa’s help, and in arranging the contents in the three rooms.  In the afternoon the children were allowed to explore the house and garden, and to have a run in the meadows, that they might become acquainted with Rosemount and its surroundings.  What a pleasure for them all!

Emma’s first wish was to get down to the river-side, under the lindens, and to see the branches dip and rise and dip again into the swiftly flowing stream.  Fani had drawn her a picture of it, and she must see it.  It was Fani’s favorite spot, and he was ready enough to show it to her; so the two ran off together.

Fred did not know which way to turn.  He was fairly bewildered by all the living wonders that surrounded him; the glancing, gleaming, humming world of the rose-garden.  Here a golden beetle crept across the lawn; there the air seemed full of gayly colored butterflies.  On the edge of the fountain sat a golden-green lizard in the sun.  Over on the hedge a great variety of wonderful insects swarmed on every leaf and twig!  What a harvest he could gather!  He ran about in every direction; he was beside himself with delight; discovering every moment something new and unexpected.  Nor was this in the garden only.  Down by the river, under the old trees, in the thick hedges, in the damp earth by the water-side, between the cracks of the stones by the river, he felt sure of countless treasures.  He paid little attention to his friends or his brother and sister; he seemed to swim in an ocean of wealth, undreamed of before, and all within his grasp!

Oscar, meantime, under Elsli’s guidance, had been examining every part of the garden; carefully observing everything as he walked along down to the Rhine, along the meadow-land and back to the court-yard, which was all walled in, and where two big oak-trees cast a far-reaching shadow.  Around these oaks ran a wooden seat where one could sit in comfort under the thick protection of the leafy cover.  Here the two children seated themselves; and Oscar looked thoughtfully across the broad meadow, around which ran a high hedge; a broad paved path led from the court-yard down to a gate-way of iron-work, which united the hedges that enclosed the whole estate.

“And you say, Elsli,” said Oscar presently, “that beyond the hedges the land does not belong to Mrs. Stanhope at all?”

“No, Oscar; a very large vineyard belongs to her besides.  It is so large that you would not believe the quantity of grapes that she gets from it.  It lies on the other side of the house, towards the Rhine.”

“I don’t mean that,” said Oscar; “Fani showed me that this morning.  I mean from the end of the meadow-land across the high-road there.”

Elsli was quite sure that Mrs. Stanhope owned nothing beyond the high-road.