The place would have driven a botanist wild with envy.
On the line side he left the bushes thick for concealment, entering by a narrow path he and Duncan had cleared in setting up the case.

He called this the front door, though he used every precaution to hide it.

He built rustic seats between several of the trees, leveled the floor, and thickly carpeted it with rank, heavy, woolly-dog moss.

Around the case he planted wild clematis, bittersweet, and wild-grapevines, and trained them over it until it was almost covered.

Every day he planted new flowers, cut back rough bushes, and coaxed out graceful ones.