MRS. VAN HOOSEN SACRIFICES HER DAUGHTER TO HER AMBITION.
When Lena Van Hoosen recovered her senses she found herself in the outer room which she had just entered. Her maid Fifine was engaged in bathing her forehead with Florida water and fanning her face.
"Where am I?" she gasped.
"In the house of the clairvoyant, ma'm'selle," answered Fifine.
"Where is Madame Levine?"
"Gone. She took the medium away, and they went out together."
"Oh! why did you bring me here?" said Lena, wringing her hands piteously.
"Ma'm'selle wished to know whom she would marry, and it seems to me that the English suitor is rich and handsome."
"Be silent."
Fifine shrugged her shoulders.