“Mrs. Weems!” remonstrated Penny. She was dismayed by the revelation so casually offered.
“No doubt you would like to communicate with your departed cousin at some later time,” the medium said smoothly. “Allow me to offer my services as an intermediary. No charge, of course.”
“Why, that’s very generous of you, Mr. Gepper.”
“Not at all. Friends of the Hodges are my friends. Shall we set a definite date—say tomorrow at two o’clock?”
“Yes, I’ll come. That is, if the Hodges are to be present.”
“Assuredly. Mrs. Hodges is definitely psychic and should contribute to our séance.”
It was with the greatest of difficulty that Penny finally induced the housekeeper to leave the cottage. Al Gepper accompanied them to the door.
“Tomorrow at two,” he repeated, smiling slyly at Penny. “And you may come also, my little doubter. I assure you it will be well worth your time.”
CHAPTER
11
THE CELESTIAL TEMPLE
“Penny, tell me the truth,” Mrs. Weems urged as they drove home together. “Didn’t you push the ouija board?”