receding expanses, marked with gentle elevations and depressions, suggested the swelling and subsiding undulations of the sea. In the afternoon the returning prodigal made constant deflections from his course to see if by ascending some hillock he might not pierce the distance and catch a glimpse of his home.

At last he was successful, and cried out excitedly —

“There is the village, my Prince, and there is the Hall close by! You may see the towers from here; and that wood there — that is my father’s park. Ah, now thou’lt know what state and grandeur be! A house with seventy rooms — think of that! — and seven and twenty servants! A brave lodging for such as we, is it not so? Come, let us speed — my impatience will not brook further delay.”