On leaving the road I thought I would have to crawl over logs and make my way; but there seemed to be kind of a path not very plain, but travelled enough to follow.

It led straight to the thicket.

At the edge I stopped to look for the beech.

It could be reached in one breathless dash, but there seemed to be a green enclosure, so I walked around until I found an entrance.

Once there I was so amazed I stood and stared.