"Pray look before the priest enters. There is the Duke of Hereward (or his ghost) sitting quite alone in the corner pew, on the left hand side of the altar. Do you see him now?" The abbess followed the direction with her eyes, and answered: "No, I do not see any one there." "Why, he is sitting alone in the left hand corner pew. Surely, you must see him now?" said Salome, bending forward to look again at the stranger. The next instant she sank back in her seat, nearly fainting. The pew was empty! "There is really no one there, my child. Your eyes have deceived you," murmured the abbess, gently. "He was there a moment since, but he has vanished! Oh! mother, what is the meaning of this?" gasped the girl, turning pale as death. "The meaning is that your nervous system is shattered, and you are the victim of optical illusions. Or else--if there was a man really in that pew--he may have passed out through that little corner door leading to the vestry. But hush! here comes the priest," said the abbess, as the procession entered the chancel, preceded by the solemn notes of the organ. Since "Miss Levison" was obliged to keep her place in the choir, it was well that she was an enthusiast in music, and thus able to lose all sense of care and trouble in the exercise of her divine art. But for the music she would scarcely have got through the morning service. And very much relieved she felt when the benediction was at length pronounced, and she was at liberty to leave the chapel. "Oh, madam, this mystery is killing me! I have seen, or fancied I have seen, the Duke of Hereward in the church three times; yet no one else has been able to see him! If it was the duke, he has come here for some fixed purpose. He has, probably, by means of those expert London detectives, traced me out, and discovered my residence under this sacred roof. He has followed me here to give me trouble!" said Salome, as soon she found herself alone with the superior. "My child," said the lady, "I must reiterate that _you_ have nothing--_he_ has everything to fear! I do not know, of course, for even you are not sure that you have really seen him. If you have, he is in this immediate neighborhood. If he is, why, then, the fact must be known to nearly every one outside the convent walls. The Duke of Hereward is not a man whose presence could be ignored. To-morrow, therefore, I will cause inquiries to be made, and we shall be sure to find out whether he is really here or not." "Thanks, good mother, thanks. It will be a great relief to have this question decided in any way," said Salome, gratefully. The mother-superior smiled, gave the benediction, and retired. At vespers that evening, Salome looked all over the church in anxious fear of seeing the form that haunted her imagination; but her "ghost" did not appear, and, after all, she scarcely knew whether she was relieved or disturbed by his absence.