Julian flushed red, like a man who has been stung.
"Perhaps he influences you through me, though," he said with a laugh.
"What nonsense, Julian! If I thought he had anything to do with the matter, I would never sit again. But he can have nothing to do with it."
"Of course not. So will you sit? You want to give in. I know that."
"I do"
"I was sure of it."
"At the same time, remember the doctor's advice."
"Oh, doctors are always against that sort of thing."
"Julian, I have a strong feeling that, should we ever get any manifestation at all, it will be inimical, even deadly, to one or both of us. Each time we have sat a sensation of distress has taken hold of me, and each time with greater force."
"Nerves!"