In the midst of merry chatter, some one called out:
"Sing us a song, Miss Bright."
It was Kenneth Hastings. Hearing her name, she roused from her reverie.
"A song?"
"Yes, do sing," urged several.
"Sing 'Oft in the Stilly Night,'" suggested Mrs. Clayton.
"All sing with me," responded Esther.
Then out on the stillness floated the beautiful old Irish song. Other voices joined Esther's. Kenneth Hastings was one of the singers. His voice blended with hers and enriched it.
Song after song followed, all the company participating to some extent in the singing.
Was it the majesty of the mountain scenery that inspired Esther, that sent such a thrill of gladness into her voice? Or was it perhaps the witchery of the moonlight? Whatever may have been the cause, a new quality appeared in her voice, and stirred the hearts of all who listened to her singing; it was deep and beautiful.