'It is quite near now,' he told her tenderly, and she took his arm again without a word.

Soon the path changed its nature from a steep and rugged watercourse to a level green promenade.
'Thank you, Captain De Stancy,' she said, letting go his arm as if relieved.
Before them rose the tower, and at the base they beheld two of their friends, Mr.Power being seen above, looking over the parapet through his glass.
'You will go to the top now ?' said De Stancy.
'No, I take no interest in it.

My interest has turned to fatigue.

I only want to go home.' He took her on to where the carriage stood at the foot of the tower, and leaving her with his sister ascended the turret to the top.

The landscape had quite changed from its afternoon appearance, and had become rather marvellous than beautiful.