So he's buried half-way up the tower--if you can call it buried.' 'Can you go up it ?' Oswald asked.
'Lord love you! yes; a fine view from the top they say.

I've never been up myself, though I've lived in sight of it, boy and man, these sixty-three years come harvest.' Alice asked whether you had to go past the dead and buried person to get to the top of the tower, and could you see the coffin.
'No, no,' the man said; 'that's all hid away behind a slab of stone, that is, with reading on it.

You've no call to be afraid, missy.

It's daylight all the way up.

But I wouldn't go there after dark, so I wouldn't.