The mere idea of it made her run on again until she was breathless. Then, as she twisted her way through the great bushes of lilac and syringa, she entered one of the ancient gardens that had been laid out centuries earlier.
In it there was an arbour now completely obscured by honeysuckle and roses where, if one knew where to look, was one of the entrances to the secret passages.
It was not the Normans who had built the secret passages at Rock Castle but in the first place the Protestants seeking to escape from the persecutions of Queen Mary Tudor.
Then, when for a time the Rockbourne of the day had converted to Roman Catholicism, it was Jesuits who had fled from being hung, drawn and quartered under the ruthless laws of Queen Elizabeth.
Her father had always told Marista that they had
