Dr. Hull had proved wrong, and Paul had proved right. A
medium had died during a materialization, and the materialized spirit had
succeeded to her vitality, and was alive as one of them.
It was no longer the spirit of Ida, knowing them by a spirit's intuition,
which was before them, but the girl Ida Ludington, whose curious,
unrecognizing glance testified to her ignorance of aught which the Hilton
school-girl of forty years ago had not known.
It was with an inexpressible throb of exultation, after the stupor of
their first momentary astonishment, that they comprehended the miracle by
which in the moment when the hope of ever beholding Ida again had seemed
taken from them, had restored her not only to their eyes, but to life.
But how should they accost her, how make themselves known to her, how go
about even to answer the question she had asked without terrifying her
with new and deeper mysteries?
While they stood dumb, with hearts yearning toward her, but powerless to
think of words with which to address her, Dr. Hull, hearing the sound of
her voice, stepped out from the cabinet.
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