Without answering, the Southerner regarded him steadily with inquiring, interested eyes. The doctor coughed nervously and turned to Judge Gaylor. In the manner of a cross-examination Gaylor called up his next witness.
“Garrett, does any one visit Mr. Hallowell without your knowledge?” he asked. “You may not open the door for him, but you know every one who gets in to see Mr. Hallowell, do you not?”
“Every one, sir.”
“Do you admit any mediums, palm-readers, or people of that sort?”
“Certainly not,” returned the butler.
“Dr. Rainey,” he added, “would not permit it, sir.”
Gaylor stamped his foot with impatience.
“Do you admit any one,” he demanded, “without Dr. Rainey’s permission?”
“No, sir!” The reply could not have rung with greater emphasis. Triumphantly, Gaylor, with a wave of the hand, as though saying, “Take the witness,” turned to Lee. “There you are,” he cried. “Now, are you satisfied?”
The reporter moved slowly toward the door. “I am satisfied,” he said, “that the man doesn’t admit any one without Dr. Rainey’s permission.”