'Have I? En—dor? Where have I heard that name? It is no place about here. 'Pon my honour, I forget.'
'In the East?' suggested the witch.
'Stupid!—I know; you are the very person I want to see. But first I wish you would resolve an old puzzle of mine—Did you bring up Samuel, honestly?—or was it all smoke?'
'Smoke proves fire.'
'Samuel would not have been in the fire.'
'He would if it was necessary,' said the witch. 'Whom do you want brought up, Mr. Nightingale?'
'Ha!' said the janissary. 'How do you know that? But perhaps you are "familiar" with everybody. Bring up Miss Kennedy?'
'Very well,' said the witch, beginning to walk slowly round him. 'But as it is not certain that Saul saw Samuel, I suppose it will not matter whether you see her?'
'It matters the whole of it! I want to see her of course. There is nobody else, in fact, whom I want to see; nor anybody else worth seeing after her. The rarest, brightest, most distracting vision that has ever been seen west of your place.'
'If there is nobody worth seeing after, you had better see everybody else first,' said the witch, pausing in her round.