A moment later, Jennings entered with a card on a salver. Elaine took it and saw with surprise the name of her caller:
MADAME SAVETSKY, MEDIUM
Beneath the engraved name were the words written in ink, "I have a message from the spirit of your father."
"Yes, I will see her," cried Elaine eagerly, in response to the butler's inquiry.
She followed Jennings into the adjoining room and there found herself face to face with the hard-featured woman who had only a few moments before left the Clutching Hand.
Elaine looked rather than spoke her inquiry.
"Your father, my dear," purred the medium with a great pretence of suppressed excitement, "appeared to me, the other night, from the spirit world. I was in a trance and he asked me to deliver a message to you."
"What was the message?" asked Elaine breathlessly, now aroused to intense interest.
"I must go into a trance again to get it," replied the insinuating Savetsky, "and if you like I can try it at once, provided we can be left alone long enough."
"Please—don't wait," urged Elaine, pulling the portieres of the doors closer, as if that might insure privacy.