In the Company of Ghosts
“The tranquillity of calling the Tower home when it was shut to tourists during the evening. Before five-thirty when the gates closed, Agatha Witchley would drift among the crowds of tourists. A single snowflake lost among a storm. Nobody would dream of asking the unimposing old lady the way to the Queen’s Stairs or to explain the history of the Lieutenant’s Lodgings. She was indistinguishable from one of them. A visiting American, German, Australian. After the gates shut, a deep silence fell up...on the Inner Ward and galleries and gardens and keeps. A quiet broken only by the rare scarlet and blue flash of a passing yeoman warder or one of their family living inside the fortress. Agatha’s house was nestled in among theirs. A tiny, snug terraced dwelling at the end of the Outer Ward, running along the moat-facing side of Tower Green. Theirs was a small colony living inside the historic confines of the ancient prison; a community to which Mrs Witchley was always destined to be an outsider.MoreLess
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