"Listen，Diana," said one of the absorbed students; "Franz and old Daniel are together in the night-time，and Franz is telling a dream from which he has awakened in terror- listen!" And in a low voice she read something，of which not one word was intelligible to me; for it was in an unknown tongue- neither French nor Latin. Whether it were Greek or German I could not tell.

"That is strong," she said，when she had finished: "I relish it."

The other girl，who had lifted her head to listen to her sister，repeated，while she gazed at the fire，a line of what had been read.

At a later day，I knew the language and the book; therefore，I will here quote the line: though，when I first heard it，it was only like a stroke on sounding brass to me- conveying no meaning:-