It is growing late--shall we prepare for dinner ?" I assented, and we separated to our different rooms.

Before commencing to dress I opened the pianette that stood near my window, and tried very softly to play the melody I had heard in the chapel.

To my joy it came at once to my fingers, and I was able to remember every note.

I did not attempt to write it down--somehow I felt sure it would not escape me now.

A sense of profound gratitude filled my heart, and, remembering the counsel given by Heliobas, I knelt reverently down and thanked God for the joy and grace of music.