“‘You want to see Mr Vane, sir?’
“‘Yes. Can I?’
“‘If you will come in, sir, I will see.’
“She showed me into a commonplace, barely-furnished little room, and, after a short period of waiting, summoned me to another, in which stood a tall, dark youth, dressed in a gown rather like a college gown. He bowed to me, and I silently returned the salutation. The servant left us. Then he said:—
“‘You wish me to exert my powers for you?’
“‘Yes.’
“‘Will you sit here?’
“He motioned me to a seat beside a small round table, sat down opposite to me, and took my hand. After examining it through a glass, and telling my character fairly correctly by the lines in it, he laid the glass down and regarded me narrowly.
“‘You suffer terribly from depression,’ he said.
“‘That is true.’