Laurie broke down.
"I can only say," he cried, "that I beg and entreat of you to do what you can—now and here."
There was a silence.
"And you, Mr. Jamieson?"
The young clergyman started, as if from a daze. Then he rose abruptly.
"I—I must be going, Lady Laura," he said. "I had no idea it was so late. I—I have a confirmation class."
An instant later he was gone.
"That is as well," observed the medium. "And you are sure, Mr. Baxter, that you wish me to try? You must remember that I promise nothing."
"I wish you to try."
"And if nothing happens?"