The madame's house was not far from that in which she resided, and five minutes walking brought her to it.
Fifine rung the bell, and they were ushered by the domestic, into a room dimly lighted.
Here they waited fully ten minutes, when a curtain was thrown aside, the gas was turned up as if by magic; and the madame, without speaking, beckoned them into an inner room.
They obeyed the silent summons, the curtain fell behind them, and an undefinable feeling of dread came over Lena.
Madame Levine was a well-preserved woman of forty, with a pale, delicate, classic face, and large dreamy eyes. She was simply attired in black silk and wore no jewelry.
The inner apartment in which they found themselves was plainly furnished. Reclining on a couch was a young girl who appeared to be asleep.
This was Adéle Bellefontaine, the poor insane victim of Lord Maltravers's deceit, who had been placed with the clairvoyant for care and protection.
Madame Levine was not long in discovering that the girl possessed remarkable mediumistic properties, and she soon tested her powers; the result being so encouraging that she kept her in a trance half the time.
"Be seated, ladies," said the clairvoyant. "If you wish your fortune revealed, my fee is five dollars. You will address your questions to the medium who is on the lounge."
Lena Van Hoosen handed her the money, and the madame sat down at a small harmonium, from which she drew sweet and plaintive strains.