Waldron.

"O, no," said Rollo; "it was lighted up splendidly with gas. The gas
shone very bright in between the bars of the cage, and brightened up the
crown and the jewels wonderfully."

"In the cage?" repeated Waldron; "was there a cage?"

"Yes," replied Rollo. "In the middle of the room there was a great iron
cage, as high as my head, and big in proportion. The crown and the
jewels were in the cage, on cushions. They were so far in that people
could not reach them by putting their hands through the bars. There were
a great many persons standing all around the cage, and looking in to
see the crown and the jewels."

"Were they pretty?" asked Waldron.

"Not very," said Rollo. "I suppose the things were made of gold; but I
could not tell, from the looks of them, whether they were made of gold
or brass."

"Was there any thing else?" asked Waldron.

"Yes," said Rollo, "there was a monstrous oak chest,--iron bound, or
brass bound,--where the crown and jewels were hid away for a great many
years. At the time when Scotland was united to England, they put these
things in this chest; and they were left there so long that at last
there was nobody that knew where they were. Finally the government began
to look for them, and they looked in this old chest, and there they
found them.

"While we were looking at the chest," continued Rollo, "I heard some
music out in the court, and I asked uncle George to let me go out; and
he did. I was very glad I did, for the Highland regiment was paraded in
the court. I stood there some time to see them exercised."

"Did they look well?" asked Waldron.

"Beautifully," said Rollo.

After this, Rollo gave Waldron some further accounts of what he saw at
the castle; but before he got quite through with his descriptions Mr.
George came, and said it was time for them to go home. So they both bade
Waldron good by. Rollo said, however, that it was not his final good by.

"I shall come down to the station to-morrow morning," said he, "and see
you go."

Waldron was very much pleased to hear this, and then Mr. George and
Rollo went away.

CHAPTER XVI.

CONCLUSION.

Mr. George and Rollo made some excursions together after this, but I
have not time to give a full account of them. Among others, they went to
see Linlithgow, where stands the ruin of an ancient palace, which was
the one in which Queen Mary was born. Linlithgow itself is a town. Near
it is a pretty little loch. The rui