In the room of the star, you will find the person you seek.

Delay not!" He stopped speaking, bent forward, breathed upon a gold plate covered with mystic signs which rested on a table, rose to an upright posture, again became rigid, stretched out his hands with face upturned, and whispered in tones almost inaudible:-- "Come thou, great Raphael, spirit of rescue, and help me this night in a righteous cause.

In the name of Jupiter, the father of the gods, Mercury, his son, and Psyche, the spirit of the stars!" He stood dazed for a moment, as though just awakened, then turning quickly to me, said: "Lose not a moment's time.

Hasten at once to the rescue.

I am sure my directions will lead you to her whom you seek." Betty, George, and I gathered our hats and cloaks, and George, turning to me, said:-- "We must find a light coach and four good horses.