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"It is not true, monsieur," cried Celia earnestly "I tried to

stop the seances because now for the first tierous thing It was a revelation to

me I did not knohat to do M, if only I would consent when I

refused I was terribly frightened of ould happen I did not

want power over people I kneas not good for her that she

should suffer so much excitement No, I did not knohat to do

And so we all moved to Aix"

And there she met Harry Wethermill on the second day after her

arrival, and proceeded straightway for the first time to fall in

love To Celia it seeed She began really to live as she understood life

at this time The day, until she met Harry Wethermill, was one

flash of joyous expectation; the hours when they were together a

ti of the

hands into an exquisite happiness Mhed at her affectionately

"Celie, my dear," she said, "your friend, M Wetherue--will not be as coentle, naturally you want storms And there

will be storh

Celia blushed