"But I heard them inside the castle," insisted Greta.
"Oh, of course. I had forgotten." Then Mr. Christianson explained. "A long time ago, when this castle was first built, the entrance to the courtyard was in the center of this building, instead of at the side, as it is now. In fact, this drawing-room was built where the entrance used to be. Up to the very day of his death, the old coachman never approved of this change. So every evening, about this time, he drives his coach and four over the old road and through the old entrance. He has to come right through this room and that is why you always hear him."
The two girls looked at Mr. Christianson in wonder.
"You mean his ghost drives through here every evening?" asked Greta.
"Yes, Greta."
"But I didn't think there were any real ghosts," said Anna.
"I don't know, my dear. No one has ever seen him, but you yourself heard the rumble of the wooden wheels of the coach just now."
"I certainly heard something," admitted Anna.
"What else could it be?" asked Hans, who was delighted to hear Anna admit even this much.
On the way home from Vosborg, Anna was very quiet. Finally she just had to ask, "Tante Agnes, do you think that was the old coach that we heard tonight?"