“‘Señora,’ quoth she, ‘may it please your serenity, I know not. I have heard it once afore, some time gone, but none would tell me the cause thereof. Methinks the Castle is haunted by goblins.’
“And she fell to crossing her and saying Ave Marys by the score.
“The screaming ceased not for some time, and then by degrees; but I slept not again.
“The morrow after came Doña Leonor into my chamber; and after some talk on things indifferent, she saith, ‘Did aught disturb you this night?’
“‘Doña Leonor, what was it?’ said I.
“‘What heard you, Doña Ines?’ quoth she.
“‘Why,’ said I, ‘horrible screaming, like unto the shrieks of a soul in Purgatory.’
“‘We hear them sometimes,’ she answered.
“‘But what is it?’ I repeated.
“‘Doña Ines,’ said she, ‘there are things not to be spoken about. But do not you fancy that the Castle is haunted by goblins.’