"I have not," replied Patricia, vexed with herself that she had spoken so freely. "I am a very commonplace person indeed, Count. I felt that feeling because I was worried and hungry."
"Naturally!" muttered Akira to himself; "you get in touch with it when the physical body is weak."
"Get in touch with what?" asked Patricia crossly, for she began to think that this beady-eyed little man was making game of her.
"With what you felt; with what you saw."
"I shan't say anything more about the matter." Patricia turned away with great dignity. "I'm sorry I spoke at all."
"Your secret is safe with me, Miss Carrol."
"It isn't a secret. Mr. Colpster and his two nephews know."
"I don't suppose they understand."
"Mr. Theodore Dane does!" snapped Miss Carrol fractiously, for the persistence of the man was getting on her nerves.
"Yes," said Akira with a ghostly smile; "in a way; but he doesn't know enough. Pity for him that he doesn't."