At length Jacob appeared on the other side, and knowing the Laird, he
turned the bridge, over which Dymock walked with sullen pride.
"I would see your master, where is he?" said the Laird, as soon as he
got into the court.
The eye of the dwarf directed that of Dymock to the window of a small
room in a higher part of the keep, and the Laird, without waiting
further permission, walked forward into the Tower.
It gave him pain to see all the old and well remembered objects again;
but it also gave him pleasure to find everything in its place as he had
left it--even the very dust on the mouldings and cornices, which had
remained undisturbed through the reign of Mrs. Margaret, from the
absolute impossibility of reaching the lofty site of these depositions,
was still there. Not an article of new furniture was added, while the
old furniture looked more miserable and scanty, on account of some of
the best pieces having been taken out to fill the cottage.
Dymock walked through the old circular hall, the ground-floor of the
Tower, and went up the stairs to the room where Mrs. Margaret used to
sit and darn in solitary state; there was the oriel window, which
hanging over the moat, commanded a glorious view on three sides.
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