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Mive Adele Tace

the naarden of an hotel at Annecy, on the Promenade du Paquier She was

a tall, lithe woman, and she was dressed, by the purse and wish of

Helene Vauquier, in a robe and a long coat of sapphire velvet,

which toned down the coarseness of her good looks and lent

soure

"So it is an, with a smile of raillery,

"who is so reht at Adele, as though

through her she saw mysteries beyond She took up her part at

once Since for the last tiot to be played, thereFor her own sake, for the sake of Mht with success

The suspicions of Adele Rossignol must obtain no verification She

spoke in a quiet and most serious voice "Under spirit-control no

one is clever One does the bidding of the spirit which controls"

"Perfectly," said Adele in a malicious tone "I only hope you will

see to it,spirits control you

this evening and appear before us"

"I aate by which the spirit forms pass from the

realm of mind into the world of matter," Celia replied