"Well; we went on, higher and higher," said Rollo, "and continued going round and round, till, at last, we came to the upper part of the castle, where there were platforms, and cannons upon them, pointing out over all the country round about."
"Did you see Mons Meg?" asked Waldron.
"Yes," said Rollo, "and we went up close to it. But we did not touch it, for there was a notice put up that visitors must not touch the guns.
"By and by we came into a large square court, with buildings, that looked like barracks, all about it. There was a sign up, with a hand on it pointing, and the words, 'To the crown room.' So we knew that that was the place where we were to go. Besides, all the other ladies and gentlemen were going there, too.
"We gave up our tickets at the door, and went up a short flight of steps, into a little sort of cellar."
"A little sort of cellar!" exclaimed Waldron. He was surprised at the idea of going up stairs into a cellar.
"Yes," said Rollo. "It was just like a cellar. It had stone walls all around it, and was arched overhead."
"Was it dark?" asked Waldron.
"O, no," said Rollo; "it was lighted up splendidly with gas. The gas shone very bright in between the bars of the cage, and brightened up the crown and the jewels wonderfully."
"In the cage?" repeated Waldron; "was there a cage?"