On the following morning Flemming awoke in a chamber¹ of the Golden Ship at Salzburg, just as the clock in the Dome-church opposite was striking ten. The window-shutters were closed, and the room nearly dark. He was lying on his back, with his hands crossed upon his breast, and his eyes looking up at the white curtains overhead. He thought them the white marble canopy³ of a tomb, and himself the marble statue, lying beneath. When the clock ceased striking, the eight and twenty gigantic bronze statues from the Church of Holy Rood in Innsbruck stalked into the chamber, and arranged themselves along the walls, which spread into dimly-lighted aisles⁴ and arches. On the painted windows he saw Interlachen, withits Franciscan cloister⁵, and the Square Tower of the ruins. In a pendent, overhead, stood the German student, as Saint Vitus; and on a lavatory⁶, or basin of holy-water, below, sat a cherub⁷, with the form and features of Berkley. Then the organ-pipes began to blow, and he heard the voices of an invisible choir⁸ chanting. And anon the gilded⁹ gates in the bronze screen before the chancel opened, and a bridal procession passed through. The bride was clothed in the garb¹⁰ of the Middle Ages; and held a book in her hand, with velvet¹¹ covers, and golden clasps. It was Mary Ashburton. She looked at him as she passed. Her face was pale; and there were tears in her sweet eyes. Then the gates closed again; and one of the oaken poppy-heads over a carved stall, in the shape of an owl

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