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"Even as she spoke a cool wind blew overmy hands The flame leaped into the air, the roo fro arose, a hand touched my cheek, soft lips brushed an A vague, inarticulate murmur, at first; but at last I plainly heard entle reproof--'Tony, Tony, I am alith you'

"The whisper ceased The hand was taken away A deep sigh caone! The moment of ecstasy was over I sat stunned, inert,i myself to my feet Mrs Lambert, practical and undisturbed, threw open the door and let the light of the street in Only then, as I looked on Viola, lying in trance hite, set face, did I first connect her in any ith my sweet coht irradiating h whoates of silence for er body--I was a brain suspended in soion Here was the answer to the anguished cry of humanity--an answer to ive There was a life beyond the grave The spirit did persist after the decay of the body And here in this little roo iven ht h you I heard her voice again God has chosen you for a great work; I feel it You should not repel these powers; your gift may mean the most exquisite comfort to thousands--nay, millions--of bereaved souls'

"I was amazed at the vehement unreason of her reply 'I don't want it!' she cried 'I hate it! I won't sit again!' Then I tried to persuade her of her great ht I caain with us, but she still passionately refused 'Why don't they come to you or to mother,' she complained, 'instead of to me?' To this I said: 'There is no answer They have made you their instrument, and it is your duty to do their will'