Elaine
took it and saw with surprise the name of her caller:
MADAME SAVETSKY, MEDIUM
Beneath the engraved name were the words written in ink, "I have a
message from the spirit of your father."
"Yes, I will see her," cried Elaine eagerly, in response to the
butler's inquiry.
She followed Jennings into the adjoining room and there found
herself face to face with the hard-featured woman who had only a
few moments before left the Clutching Hand.
Elaine looked rather than spoke her inquiry.
"Your father, my dear," purred the medium with a great pretence of
suppressed excitement, "appeared to me, the other night, from the
spirit world. I was in a trance and he asked me to deliver a
message to you."
"What was the message?" asked Elaine breathlessly, now aroused to
intense interest.
"I must go into a trance again to get it," replied the insinuating
Savetsky, "and if you like I can try it at once, provided we can
be left alone long enough."
"Please--don't wait," urged Elaine, pulling the portieres of the
doors closer, as if that might insure privacy.
Seated in her chair, the medium muttered wildly for a few moments,
rolled her eyes and with some convulsive movements pretended to go
into a trance.
Savetsky seemed about to speak and Elaine, in the highest state of
nervous tension, listened, trying to make something of the
gibberish mutterings.
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