Many romantic legends had, indeed, been handed down in Perthshire from generation to generation concerning old Glencardine and its lawless masters, and for her they had always possessed a strange fascination, for had she not inherited the antiquarian tastes of her father, and had she not read many works upon folklore and such-like subjects.
Suddenly, while standing in the deep shadow, gazing thoughtfully up at those high towers which, though ruined, still guarded the end of the glen, a strange thing occurred--something which startled her, causing her to halt breathless, petrified, rooted to the spot.

She stared straight before her.

Something uncanny was happening there, something that was, indeed, beyond human credence, and quite inexplicable..