Any one may pay sixpence for a ticket which entitles him to wander about the precincts of the Tower, and to see the "Crown Jewels," and the armory, but Mrs. Pitt, being more ambitious for her young friends, had obtained a permit from the Governor of the Tower. This she presented to the "beefeater" who stood by the first gateway, after they had crossed the great empty moat. The old man stepped to a tiny door behind him, opened it, disclosing a small, winding stair, and called "Warder! Party, please!" A venerable "beefeater" with white hair and beard came in answer to the summons, and bowing politely to the party, immediately started off with them. They set out along a little, narrow, paved street, lined by ancient buildings or high walls. "They do say h'as 'ow the Princess Elizabeth, afterwards Queen, was h'imprisoned in that room, up there," stated the guide, pointing to a small window in a wall on their left. "By Queen Mary's h'orders she was brought in through the Traitor's Gate, there. That was a great disgrace, you know, Miss," he said to Betty, "for h'all the State prisoners entered by there, and few of them h'ever again left the Tower." Before them some steps led down to a little paved court, and beyond, under a building, they saw the terrible Traitor's Gate,--a low, gloomy arch, with great wooden doors. The water formerly came through the arch and up to the steps, at which the unfortunate prisoners were landed. As the Princess Elizabeth stepped from the boat, she cried, "Here landeth as true a subject, being a prisoner, as ever landed at these stairs; and before Thee, O God, I speak it!" "Isn't there a proverb, 'A loyal heart may be landed at Traitor's Gate'?" questioned Mrs. Pitt; and turning to the guide she added, "Wasn't it right here where we are standing that Margaret Roper caught sight of her father, Sir Thomas More, after his trial?" As the guide nodded his assent, she went on, "You all remember Sir Thomas More, of course,--the great and noble man whom Henry VIII beheaded because he would not swear allegiance to the King as head of the Church in England. In those days, an ax was always carried in the boat with the prisoner, on his return to the Tower, after the trial. If the head of the ax was turned toward the victim, it was a sign that he was condemned. It was here, as I said, that Margaret Roper stood with the crowd, eagerly watching for the first glimpse of her beloved father; and when he came near and she saw the position of the ax, she broke away from the soldiers, and flung herself into her father's arms. The two were so devoted that their story has always seemed an especially pathetic one to me. I suppose there were many like it, however." "Indeed there were, lady," returned the guide, quite moved.