Adéle started and pressed her hand to her head as if in pain.
It was clear that the clairvoyant possessed a strange influence over her.
"You called me," she replied.
"I did. Show that lady your locket."
Adéle walked with a childish manner and offered the locket to Lena, who, with trembling fingers, opened it.
A cry of astonishment escaped her, for the surface of the locket was perfectly plain.
"There is nothing there," she said.
"Is not that precisely what I told you?" replied Mme. Levine.
Like one in a dream Lena put her hand on her head, shuddered, and quitted the house.
"How beautiful she is!" she muttered, thinking of Adéle.