The other nodded.
"And now, Mr. Rhodes, I am going to tell you why I this day so suddenly found myself so anxious to come to you and give you this story."
Milton Rhodes leaned forward, and the look which he fixed on the face of Scranton was eager and keen.
"I believe, Mr. Rhodes, I at one point said enough to give you an idea of what—"
"Yes, yes!" Milton interrupted. "And now tell me!"
"The angel," said Scranton, "has come again!"
"Alone?"
"No; the demon is with her."