“Superstitious natives!”
“Laugh if you like, but this form of dark magic which is practiced in the jungles, is a sort of hypnotism. The victim weakens and dies because he believes that he is doomed.”
“Then the antidote is simple. Just don’t put any stock in such rot.”
“Easily said, but the victim always believes.”
“You think your mother will put faith in all this?” Penny scoffed.
Lorinda gave her a strange look. “I know she will, if she learns about the doll. That’s why I’m burning it.”
“A very sensible act. The doll is destroyed. We’ll keep this strictly to ourselves, and the spell is broken!”
“You make it sound very easy.”
“Your mother hasn’t seen the doll?”
“No, I only found it a few minutes ago.”