Robert took him to his grandmother, who received him with stately kindness.

Then they went out again, and passed the windows of Captain Forsyth's house.

Mary St.John was playing.

They stood for a moment, almost involuntarily, to listen.

She ceased.
'That's the music of the spheres,' said Ericson, in a low voice, as they moved on.
'Will you tell me what that means ?' asked Robert.