“The exact amount he left to me!” Mrs. Weems murmured.
“David is afraid that you will not have the wisdom to invest the money wisely. He warns you that the present place where you have it deposited is not safe. He will tell you what to do with it. Now the voice is fading again. David has gone.”
With another convulsive shudder, Al Gepper straightened from the position into which he had slumped. Resuming his normal tone he said:
“That is all. The connection with Cousin David has been broken.”
“Can’t we contact him again?” Mrs. Weems asked in disappointment.
“Not today. Possibly tomorrow at this same hour.”
“Couldn’t you call up another Spirit by using my pin or Pa’s watch?” Mrs. Hodges suggested wistfully.
Al Gepper raised one of the window blinds. “I am very, very tired,” he said. “This séance was particularly exhausting due to the presence of someone antagonistic. Tomorrow if conditions are right, I hope actually to materialize Cousin David. The poor soul is trying so hard to get a message through to the one he calls Maud.”
“You mean I’ll be able to see him?” the housekeeper asked incredulously.
“I hope and believe so. I must rest now. After a séance I should refresh myself with sleep.”