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Mrs Lambert interposed "That is not true, Dr Serviss We met many nice people in Boston"

"Yes, mamma--nice people anted me to tell their fortunes"

Her tone went to Serviss's heart She was so young to be so bitter; but he could think of nothing at the rin, for was not his own interpretation of her quite as hard to bear?

She went on: "No, I don't bla me But I wish they would let me have one or two friends But they won't Lots of people like me at first, but they surely find out after a while, and then they change towards ht as well publish my name as a medium and let everybody know it at once"

"You must not permit that, Miss Lambert," he earnestly said "That is what I came to say Don't allow them to use you so"

"How can I help it?" she passionately exclaimed, "when they all derandfather--everybody They think I owe it to the world"

"I don't I think it is your right to say--"

"I have no rights Listen" She leaned towards hi and soft and terrified "I want you to understand me, Dr Serviss You must know all about me" Her voice fell to a husky uides' can do what they please with me Can you understand that?"

"I confess I cannot"

"It is true My grandfather insists on these public tests He is determined to 'convict the ree with hirandfather says My wishes don't count with anybody But I think I've done e and appeal "Ever since I was ten years old I've given o on I don't want to be a e after one is grown up, and I'm afraid," she repeated, with a perceptible shudder

The mother, undisturbed by this plea, turned to Serviss with an exultant sirl rose froedienne "It isn't nant inflection, clasping her head with both her hands; and her look transforic gaze of one who confronts insanity and death at a time when life should be at its sweetest For an instant she stood there absorbed in her terror, then dropped her hands, and in a voice of entreaty, which oing on incontrol of my self! I want some man of science like you to study me Your sister said you would help ht--but I don't I knew nothing of ent on I didn't know that you were there I don't knohat I do nor what I aate me I will sube, or padlock !--but I will not be advertised to the world as a medium, and I must have rest from this strain Don't you understand? Can't you see hoill be?"