She had a swarthy complexion, and her eyes were surrounded by noticeably large dark rings, giving an appearance of wretched ill-health.

Her manner was extremely languid, as of a person suffering from nervous exhaustion.

She kept her eyes half shut, and spoke as if with an effort.
"Did Mrs.Rhinehart tell you," she said to Miss Ludington, "of the interest which I feel in your theory, that the souls of our past selves exist in spirit-land?
If my seance to-night realizes your expectations, spirit science will have taken a great step forward." "My conviction will remain the same whatever the result may be to night," said Miss Ludington.
"I am glad to hear you say so," replied Mrs.Legrand languidly; "but I feel that we shall be successful, and my intuitions rarely deceive me." A trembling came over Paul at these words.
There was a little more general conversation, and the silence which followed was interrupted by Dr.Hull.
"I suppose there is no reason why the seance should not proceed, Mrs.
Legrand ?" "I know of none," assented that lady in lifeless tones.

"Please show our friends the cabinet." Dr.Hull rose.

"It is usual," he said, "for those who attend our seances to be asked to satisfy themselves that deception is impossible by an examination of the apartment which Mrs.Legrand occupies during her trance, and from which the materialized spirit appears.