The roof of it was, so far as I knew, as little approachable as the magazine.
The difficulty did not, however, trouble me beyond a mere passing thought.

In the joy of the coming meeting and the longing rapture at the mere thought of it, all difficulties disappeared.

Love makes its own faith, and I never doubted that my Lady would be waiting for me at the place designated.

When I had passed through the little arched passages, and up the doubly-grated stairways contrived in the massiveness of the walls, I let myself out on the leads.

It was well that as yet the times were sufficiently peaceful not to necessitate guards or sentries at all such points.
There, in a dim corner where the moonlight and the passing clouds threw deep shadows, I saw her, clothed as ever in her shroud.