"Whither are we sailing?"
"Don't you hear the music calling to us from the castle?" said the captain: "the castle on the purple island in the golden sea. We are sailing there; the music has spoken to us many times, but we did not attend to it until now."
"Has it called me?" asked the girl.
And she thought of the beautiful tune that had seemed to say "Come, come." And now, as they sailed beneath the castle walls, the tune issued forth very clear, sweet, and strong from an open window.
"It is the master of the castle: he plays night and day, and is always inviting those who love music to come and dwell with him."
The girl looked up at the stately castle.
"If I had known that I should have come here before."
"No, you would not."
"Why?"
"Because no one would have brought you. You can only come at the right time. Hush!"