It was only summers when she came to visit in the boy's town.

She was very near him then, for the old aunt whom she visited lived in a big stone house with towers, on another hill, in plain sight from the boy's home." "Towers like those--where the Lady of the Roses lives ?" asked David.
"Eh?
What?
Oh--er--yes," murmured Mr.Jack.

"We'll say the towers were something like those over there." He paused, then went on musingly: "The girl used to signal, sometimes, from one of the tower windows.

One wave of the handkerchief meant, 'I'm coming, over'; two waves, with a little pause between, meant, 'You are to come over here.' So the boy used to wait always, after that first wave to see if another followed; so that he might know whether he were to be host or guest that day.

The waves always came at eight o'clock in the morning, and very eagerly the boy used to watch for them all through the summer when the girl was there." "Did they always come, every morning ?" Asked Jill.
"No; sometimes the girl had other things to do.