This chapter discusses the first primrose, and later in the year the great trusses of lilac and laburnum and heavy scented peonies were a real joy to him. It was a perfect garden for children. There was a Chinese garden, a Greek garden with the Three Graces in the middle, a Rosery and everything that the eighteenth century could imagine of beauty. In the house there were circular rooms set in the towers and a gilt Calvary which filled us with terror and emotion. There were flowers and fruit made in stone, and curious old portraits and a banqueting hall with men in armour standing round. The head gardener was called Kipling and we admired him very much. Villa at Mustapha Superieure was an exquisite old Moorish house with a great courtyard and the garden was too beautiful to be true, with hedges of rosemary and lavender on which a child could lie full length without breaking them down.