I have never heard it since, and have never mentioned the thing.

I presume, however, that speaking of it to you can do no harm.
You at least will not raise any fresh rumours to injure the respectability of the castle! Do you think there is any instrument in it from which such a sound might have proceeded?
Lady Arctura is a musician, I am told, but surely was not likely to be at her piano 'in the dead waste and middle of the night'!" "It is impossible to say how far a sound may travel in the stillness of the night, when there are no other sound-waves to cross and break it." "That is all very well, Hector," said his sister; "but you know Mr.
Grant is neither the first nor the second that has heard that sound!" "One thing is pretty clear," said her brother, "it can have nothing to do with the revellers at their cards! The sound reported is very different from any attributed to them!" "Are you sure," suggested Donal, "that there was not a violin shut up with them?
Even if none of them could play, there has been time enough to learn.

The sound I heard might have been that of a ghostly violin.
Though like that of a stringed instrument, it was different from anything I had ever heard before--except perhaps certain equally inexplicable sounds occasionally heard among the hills." They went on talking about the thing for a while, pacing up and down the garden, the sun hot above their heads, the grass cool under their feet.
"It is enough," said Miss Graeme, with a rather forced laugh, "to make one glad the castle does not go with the title." "Why so ?" asked Donal.
"Because," she answered, "were anything to happen to the boys up there, Hector would come in for the title." "I'm not of my sister's mind!" said Mr.Graeme, laughing more genuinely.

"A title with nothing to keep it up is a simple misfortune.
I certainly should not take out the patent.

No wise man would lay claim to a title without the means to make it respected." "Have we come to that!" exclaimed Donal.