In the field outside the castle wall, two storks were walking around on their long, slender legs. The girls stopped to watch them.
"Oh, Greta, I wish we could get up close to them." Anna ran forward. She thought the storks couldn't possibly see her. But when she was still twenty feet away they lifted their large wings and rose in the air. Soon they had gone over the tops of the trees and high into the sky. Anna watched them until they were out of sight.
"What would you like to see first?" asked Mr. Christianson, when he greeted his two young visitors at the door.
Both girls spoke at the same time. "The little chapel," said Anna. "The library," said Greta.
They visited the chapel first, and then came back to the castle by way of a lovely, shaded path which ran by the side of the moat.
"Hans Christian Andersen used to walk along here, when he visited Vosborg," said Mr. Christianson. "He thought up many of his fairy tales as he strolled along under these trees. In the library there is a volume of his stories that I want to show you. Andersen gave this book to my grandfather, and in the front he has written a little verse about Vosborg."
"Do you suppose we might climb up in the tower?" asked Anna, after they had gone all through the garden and had come back into the inner courtyard. Anna was very fond of climbing.
"Of course you may." Mr. Christianson took them up narrow stairs that kept going up and up and up. Finally they reached the top. From here they could see the ocean in the distance.
"This is almost as high as the tower in our forest," said Greta.
"In olden times this tower was very useful," explained Mr. Christianson. "From here one could see an enemy when he was still miles away."