"No. I am a stenographer."
"Then you are not psychical?"
"Yes, I am."
"What?"
"I am naturally clairvoyant."
He seemed surprised at first; but after he had looked at her for a moment or two he seemed less surprised.
"I believe you are," he said half to himself.
"I really am.... If you wish I could try. But—I don't know how to go about it," she said with flushed embarrassment.
He gazed at her it seemed rather solemnly and wistfully. "There is one thing very certain," he said; "you are honest. And few mediums are. I think Mrs. Del Garmo was. I believed in her. She was the means of giving me very great consolation."