After dinner Mr. Christianson showed them the room that King Frederick had used when he visited Vosborg Castle many years ago.
"This room used to be the chapel," explained Mr. Christianson, "but it had to be changed for a very amusing reason. The owner of the castle used to put his turkeys to roost in the chapel and even left them there on Sunday. When the minister began to preach, all the turkeys babbled in answer. Of course the whole church service was upset and the minister couldn't go on. He refused to preach at Vosborg any more. When the king heard what had happened, he said that there would be no more chapel services at this castle. So the chapel was changed into a bedroom. Many years later a tiny chapel was built outside the castle wall. It is a lovely, quiet place of worship. The inside walls are lined with moss, and the outer walls are covered with thatch. It is really a little temple in the woods."
"Could we see it, Mr. Christianson?" asked Anna, as they were going back to the drawing-room.
"I'm afraid it's too dark out there now. But I should be delighted to show it to you if you care to come again, during the daytime."
"Oh, I'd love to. Thank you so—Oh, what's that noise?" Anna looked at Greta, whose face had turned white. She, too, had heard a most unusual sound.
"I didn't hear any noise," said Mr. Christianson.
"It sounded like heavy wooden wheels," said Greta, who looked quite scared.
"It couldn't be that, Greta," said Hans. "No one has come into the courtyard."