Is there any mystery connected with him ?" "I think there is.

I have an indistinct kind of feeling that both he and the Egyptian are deceivers, while I am sure that Mr.Voltaire is--is your enemy." "I have no doubt he is," I said.
She looked at me strangely.
"I had not been in Temple Hall two hours before that man had marked me as one that he would fain be rid of." "Indeed," she said; "then if that is the case, you should listen to my advice.

Have nothing to do with him." "But I must have something to do with him, and with his friend the Egyptian as well." "Don't," she said anxiously; "the two work together, and both are cunning as serpents.

I believe," she continued, after a pause, "that the thought-reading and mesmerism were somehow designed to injure you.

I think somehow they are acquainted with forces unknown to us, and will use them for evil." "Yes, I believe all that," I said.
"Then why must you have any dealings with them ?" "Because they will have dealings with me; because they are plotting against me; because there are forces, over which I have no control, drawing me on." "But why will they have dealings with you?
Why are they plotting against you ?" "Because Voltaire knows that I love, with all my soul, the woman he wants to win for his wife." A curious look shot across her face.