"
"His entire fortune!" exclaimed Vera. "Do you imagine," she
asked, "that Mr. Hallowell will take advice from the spirit
world about that? I don't!"
"I do," Gaylor answered stoutly, "I know I would."
"You?" asked Vera incredulously.
"If I could believe my sister came from the dead to tell me what
to do," said the lawyer, "of course, I'd do it. I'd be afraid
not to. But I don't believe he does. And he believes you can
bring his sister herself before him. He insists that tonight you
hold a seance in his house, and that you materialize the spirit
of his dead sister. So that he can see his sister, and talk with
his sister. Vance says you can do that. Can you?"
From Vera's face the look of girlishness, of happy anticipation,
had already disappeared.
"It is my business to do that," the girl answered. She turned to
Vance and, in a matter-of-fact voice, inquired, "What does his
sister look like -- that photograph we used this morning.?"
"No," Vance answered. "I've a better one, Rainey gave me. Taken
when she was older. Has white hair and a cap and a kerchief
crossed -- so." He drew his hands across his shoulders. "Rainey,
show Miss Vera that picture."
"Not now," Gaylor commanded. "The important thing now is that
Miss Vera understands the message Mr. Hallowell is to receive
from his sister."
The two other men nodded quickly in assent. Gaylor turned to
Vera. He spoke slowly, earnestly.
"Miss Vera," he said, "Mr.
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