Scene IV.—Same as Scene II. The room is darkened. In the background is placed a large screen, from behind which—whenever they can escape observation—several boys peer out. Enter Dick, R., with an open letter. He advances to R. C.
D. I don’t see who could have sent me this notice. The handwriting is evidently that of a lady. Possibly it is that of Mme. Marie herself. But the puzzle is, how she happened to send it to me. I suppose, though, some one informed her that I liked to have my fortune told occasionally. (Reads.) “Madame Marie, the veiled prophetess of the East, respectfully gives notice that she has taken up her residence at Number 27 Osborne Street, where she will remain for seven days only, during which time she is willing to unfold the future of those who may wish to become acquainted with its secrets. Madame Marie will disclose the mysteries of the past, as well as the hidden events of the future. As her stay is of limited duration, those wishing to consult her will do well to call at once.” (Places note in his pocket and paces back and forth with his hands clasped behind him.) I received this note only an hour ago, and hastened to call upon her. But although I have been here full fifteen minutes, I have as yet seen no one. Where is Madame Marie? (Enter Mme. Marie, L., shrouded with a black veil.)
Mme. Marie (in measured tones.) She is here. What would you have? Shall I tell you the past, or only the future?
D. I would hear something of the past as well as of the future, if you please, madam.
Mme. M. That is well. I will consult the oracles, and give you their testimony. (A pause. Dick looks expectant.) Ah, yes, the events of our past life come crowding up before me. I see that you are credulous, impulsive, and somewhat superstitious.
D. Credulous and superstitious! Oh, no.
Mme. M. (waving her hand). Silence. It is not meet that you interrupt the disclosures of the oracles. Superstition signifies a fondness for the unknown and mysterious; therefore you are superstitious. You are also credulous; for did you not believe the revelations of Madame Devineresse, who came here a short time ago, and who is an arrant impostor? You were the means of bringing to her a young man who wished to look into the magic mirror.
D. (smiling at the recollection). Yes, and he went away with higher aspirations, and a feeling of inward pleasure which cannot be described. I think praise rather than blame is due me for this deed.
Mme. M. I need not tell you of the deception which you practised on him. Even now circumstances are at work which will bring to you direful consequences on account of that deed.
D. (somewhat troubled). What do you mean? Has he discovered the trick?