The doctor shrugged. “Very well, it was only a suggestion. I should like to help you, but under the circumstance, there is nothing I can do. Good evening.”
As the doctor reached for his black bag, Lorinda moved quickly across the room. Her eyes pleaded with him to understand.
“Doctor Everett, you’ll come again tomorrow?” she requested.
He smiled, but shook his head. “You might call Doctor Fellows, a psychiatrist,” he advised. “There is nothing I can do.”
While Lorinda accompanied the doctor to the front door, Penny remained in the bedroom. No sooner had the physician left than Celeste moved close to the bed, muttering:
“Good! He is gone! Only a fool would believe a doctor could help you. Until the ouange is broken, food will only turn to poison in your body! You will weaken and die. But Celeste will save you—Celeste will find a way to break the evil spell.”
CHAPTER
16
AN OPEN WINDOW
Unmindful of Penny, Celeste bent lower over her bed-ridden mistress, whispering words into her ear.
“Celeste! What are you saying?” Penny demanded. “Why, you’re putting dangerous ideas into Mrs. Rhett’s mind!”
The servant whirled toward her angrily. “Go away!” she ordered. “My mistress does not want you here!”