But Hanaud poured her out a glass of water and held it to her lips.

Helene drank it eagerly.
"There, that is better, is it not ?" he said.
"Yes, monsieur," said Helene Vauquier, recovering herself.

"Sometimes, too," she resumed, "messages from the spirits would flutter down in writing on the table." "In writing ?" exclaimed Hanaud quickly.
"Yes; answers to questions.Mlle.Celie had them ready.

Oh, but she was of an address altogether surprising.
"I see," said Hanaud slowly; and he added, "But sometimes, I suppose, the questions were questions which Mlle.

Celie could not answer ?" "Sometimes," Helene Vauquier admitted, "when visitors were present.
When Mme.