Excerpt from The Tower: A Novel<br><br>Turning to the table she took up the field-glasses and hastily levelled them at the wide windows of the Tower rooms, below the arches. Surely there was some one moving inside! A woman in a mob cap came to the window and shook out a duster in the air. It was an intrusion, an unendurable in trusion!<br><br>She swept her glass upward and was startled to find herself gazing into the face of a man who was leaning with his elbows on the stone balus trade, looking out over the garden and smoking tranquilly, as if he had a right to be there! There was something familiar in the poise of his head; his hand moved out slowly and she knew that he had flicked the ash from the tip of his cigar with his little finger. The color rushed to Miss Lang don's cheeks; she could not have seen at that dis tance; how was it, then, that she had been able to divine the exact turn of the hand, the quick motion of the finger, every detail that must have accom panied the vague movement which had caught her eye through the glass? Who can he be she murmured. He doesn't look young; it is not possible that some one is going to take the rooms again?<br><br>About the Publisher<br><br>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com<br><br>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.