That is the story." "A very good one!" said Donal.

"I wonder what the ground of it is! It must have had its beginning!" "Then you don't believe it ?" said Miss Graeme.
"Not quite," he replied.

"But I have myself had a strange experience up there." "What! you have seen something ?" cried Miss Graeme, her eyes growing bigger.
"No; I have seen nothing," answered Donal, "-- only heard something .-- One night, the first I was there indeed, I heard the sound of a far-off musical instrument, faint and sweet." The brother and sister exchanged looks.

Donal went on.
"I got up and felt my way down the winding stair--I sleep at the top of Baliol's tower--but at the bottom lost myself, and had to sit down and wait for the light.

Then I heard it again, but seemed no nearer to it than before.