. In the forest of Arden. *f!iiil)Bi|fh our dream was at last realised, thecharm of it had somehow vanished;so much anxiety, care, and vexationhad gone into the process of buildingthat the completed structure seemed tobe a monument of our toil rather thana refuge from the world. After this sad experience, Rosalind ^and I contented ourselves with build-ing castles in Spain; and so great hasbeen our devotion to this occupationthat we are already joint owners ofimmense possessions in that remote andbeautiful country. It is a singular cir- l,j^^cumstance that the dwellers in Arden, \f^almost witho
. In the forest of Arden. *f!iiil)Bi|fh our dream was at last realised, thecharm of it had somehow vanished;so much anxiety, care, and vexationhad gone into the process of buildingthat the completed structure seemed tobe a monument of our toil rather thana refuge from the world. After this sad experience, Rosalind ^and I contented ourselves with build-ing castles in Spain; and so great hasbeen our devotion to this occupationthat we are already joint owners ofimmense possessions in that remote andbeautiful country. It is a singular cir- l,j^^cumstance that the dwellers in Arden, \f^almost without exception, are holdersof estates in Spain. I have never seenany of these splendid properties; infact, Rosalind and I have never seenour own castles; but I have heardvery full and graphic descriptions ofthose distant seats. In imagination Ihave often seen the great piles crown- 1 m i^M^. 74 W*MAItaiuufMU3nAniv^tmtJfi
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