"Much as I liked my companions, this hour was the thing in the day I liked most; and I liked it best of all when, as the light faded -- or rather, I should say, the day lingered and the last calls of the last birds sounded, in a flushed sky, from the old trees -- I could take a turn into the grounds and enjoy, almost with a sense of property that amused and flattered me, the beauty and dignity of the place." -- The Turn of the Screw