l. She
has lessons from Signor Chianti. She goes to all your recitals, and she
would so _love_ some time to try a piece over with the organ. Do you
think, some day when you are in the Abbey, you could let her? I know
it's fearful cheek to ask you!"

"Why, bring her by all means," said Dr. Linton heartily. "Let me see, I
have an organ pupil to-morrow at 3.30. Suppose you come at half-past
four, and I'll give her ten minutes with pleasure. I can fit it in
before the choir practice, I dare say."

"Oh, thank you!" exclaimed Ingred. "We can come straight on from
school."

It was delightful to have caught Dr. Linton in such an amiable mood.
Ingred hastened to tell the good news to Bess, and also to beg the
necessary permission from Miss Burd.

Bess, greatly thrilled, turned up next afternoon with her violin and
music-case, and when classes were over they walked across to the Abbey.
The pupil was just finishing his lesson, and some rather extraordinary
sounds were palpitating among the arches and pillars of the old Minster.

"It must take ages to learn to manage all those stops and pedals
properly," commented Bess. "I'm glad a violin has only four
strings--they're quite enough!"

They sat in a pew, and waited till the lesson was over, then ventured
into the chancel. Dr. Linton saw them in the looking-glass which hung
over his seat, and turning round beckoned them to him.

"So you want to hear what it's like to play with an organ?" he said
kindly to Bess, sounding the notes for her to tune her violin, and at
the same time turning over her music. "What have we got here? It must be
something I know, so that I can improvise an accompaniment. Let us try
this Impromptu. Don't be afraid of your instrument, and bring the tone
well out. Remember, you're in a church, and not in a drawing-room."

Bess, fluttered, nervous, but fearfully excited and pleased, declared
herself ready, and launched into the Impromptu. Dr. Linton accompanied
her with the finished skill of a clever musician. He subdued the organ
just sufficiently to allow the violin to lead, but brought in such a
beautiful range of harmonies that the piece really became a duet.

"Why, that's capital!" he declared at the conclusion. "What else have
you inside that case? We'll have this Prelude now; it's rather a
favorite of mine. The Bourree? Oh, we'll take that afterwards!"

Ingred had only expected Dr. Linton to play one piece with Bess, but he
went on and on, and e