Thoughts would come; possibilities would suggest themselves.

I imagined myself probing its secrets to the bottom and----" "Wait, madam; how many of its so-called secrets do you know?
You said nothing about the lantern." "It was burning with a red light when I entered." "You did not touch the buttons arranged along the table top ?" "No; if there is one thing I do not touch, it is anything which suggests an electrical contrivance.

I am intensely feminine, sir, in all my instincts, and mechanisms of any kind alarm me.

To all such things I give a wide berth.

I have not even a telephone in my house.