She hastily put away the gift I had given, and said,—
"You like the old tower in the church-yard, Miss Percival, I believe?"
"Oh, yes: it is a great attraction for me. Redleaf would be Redleaf no longer, if it were away."
"Have you visited it since you've been here this time?"
"Once only."
"Were there any changes?" she asked.
"A few," I said. "There is another entrance to the tower than by the door, Miss Axtell."
Slowly the lady dropped back to the pillows whence she had arisen from the disturbing dream. She did not move again for many minutes; then it was a few low-spoken words that summoned me to her side.
"I know there is another entrance to the tower," she said; "but I did not think that any one else knew of it. Who told you?"
"Excuse me from answering, if you please," I said, unwilling to excite her more, for I knew that the fever was rising rapidly.