"Charlatan!"
"I don't think he's a charlatan; he knows more about the unseen world than you think."
Olive Maunders looked at her father in a puzzled manner, then, rising from her seat, walked to and fro hurriedly, with her arms folded behind her back.
"I can't make you out, father," she said lightly. "You are so sensible in some things, and in others—well! I really don't know how you can believe in this theosophical rubbish."
"'There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy!'"
quoted Sir John, with a smile.
"Oh! I know that quotation," answered his daughter, shaking her head; "it is always quoted by people who believe in the supernatural as an unanswerable argument, and so it is in one sense, but, of course, I did not see enough of Doctor Roversmire to know what his pretensions are, so I can't say a word against him."
"You did not like him, Olive?"
"No, I certainly did not."
"Yet he admired you?"