All being ready, Alta, who was at the piano, struck the opening chords of
the same soft, low music that she had played at the previous seance.
It seemed to Miss Ludington that she played much longer than before, and
she began to think that either there was to be some failure in the
seance, or that something had happened to Mrs. Legrand.
Perhaps she was dead. This horrible thought, added to the strain of
expectancy, affected her nerves so that in another moment she must have
screamed out, when, as before, she felt a faint, cool air fan her
forehead, and a few seconds later Ida appeared at the door of the cabinet
and glided into the room.
She was dressed as at her former appearance, in white, with her shoulders
bare, and the wealth of her golden hair falling to her waist behind.
From the moment that she emerged from the shadows of the cabinet Paul's
eyes were glued to her face with an intensity quite beyond any ordinary
terms of description.
Fancy having not over a minute in which to photograph upon the mind a
form the recollection of which is to furnish the consolation of a
lifetime.
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