[St. George and St. Michael by George MacDonald]@TWC D-Link bookSt. George and St. Michael CHAPTER XVII 10/20
Pray look down upon it, cousin.
In summer it will be full of the loveliest white water-lilies, though now you can see nothing but green weeds.' He had left her side and gone a few paces away, but kept on speaking. 'One strange thing I can tell you about them, cousin--the roots of that whitest of flowers make a fine black dye! What apophthegm founded upon that, thinkest thou, my father would drop for Dr Bayly ?' 'You perplex me much, my lord,' said Dorothy.
'I cannot at all perceive your lordship's drift.' 'Lay a hand on each side of the battlement where you now stand; lean through it and look down.
Hold fast and fear nothing.' Dorothy did as she was desired, and thus supported gazed upon the moat below, where it lay a mere ditch at the foot of the lofty wall. 'My lord, I see nothing,' she said, turning to him, as she thought; but he had vanished. Again she looked at the moat, and then her eyes wandered away over the castle.
The two courts and their many roofs, even those of all the towers, except only the lofty watch-tower on the western side, lay bare beneath her, in bright moonlight, flecked and blotted with shadows, all wondrous in shape and black as Erebus. Suddenly, she knew not whence, arose a frightful roaring, a hollow bellowing, a pent-up rumbling.
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