day　politeness。　Her　voice　was　even　and　steady。
  〃You　have　been　misinformed；〃　she　said；　〃there　will　be　no　seance
  tonight。〃
  Vance　turned　to　Vera；　and；　in　a　voice　lower　than　her　own；　but
  sufficiently　loud　to　include　Miss　Coates；　said：　〃I　don't　think
  we　told　you　that　Mr。　Hallowell　himself　insists　that　this　lady
  and　her　friends　be　present。〃
  〃Her　presence　makes　no　difference；〃　said　Vera　quietly。　〃There
  will　be　no　seance　tonight。　I　will　tell　you　about　it　later；
  Paul；〃　she　added。　She　started　toward　the　door；　but　Miss　Coates
  moved　as　though　to　intercept　her。
  〃If　you　think；〃　she　cried　eagerly；　〃you　can　give　a　seance　to　Mr。
  Hallowell　without　my　knowing　it；　you　are　mistaken。〃
  Vera　paused；　and　made　a　slight　inclination　of　her　head。
  〃That　was　not　my　idea；〃　she　said。　She　looked　appealingly　to
  Vance。　〃Is　that　not　enough；　Paul？〃　she　asked。
  〃Quite　enough！〃　exclaimed　the　man。　He　turned　to　the　visitor　and
  made　a　curt　movement　of　the　hand　toward　the　open　door。
  〃There　will　be　a　seance　tonight；〃　he　declared。　〃At　Mr。
  Hallowell's。　If　you　wish　to　protest　against　it；　you　can　do　so
  there。　This　is　my　house。　If　you　have　finished　　〃　He　repeated
  the　gesture　toward　the　open　door。
  〃I　have　not　finished；〃　said　Miss　Coates　sharply；　〃and　if　you
  take　my　advice；　you　will　follow　her　example。〃　With　a　nod　of　the
  head　she　signified　Vera。　〃When　she　sees　she's　in　danger；　she
  knows　enough　to　stop。　This　is　not　a　question　of　a　few　medium's
  tricks；〃　she　cried；　contemptuously。　〃I　know　all　that　you　planned
  to　do；　and　I　intend　that　tomorrow　every　one　in　New　York　shall
  know　it　too。〃
  Like　a　cloak　Vera's　self…possession　fell　from　her。　In　alarm　she
  moved　forward。
  〃What　do　you　mean？〃　she　demanded。
  〃I　have　had　you　people　followed　pretty　closely；〃　said　Miss
  Coates。　Her　tone　was　assured。　She　was　confident　that　of　those
  before　her　she　was　the　master；　and　that　of　that　fact　they　were
  aware。
  〃I　know；〃　she　went　on；　〃just　how　you　tried　to　impose　upon　my
  uncle　　how　you　tried　to　rob　me；　and　tonight　I　have　invited　the
  reporters　to　my　house　to　give　them　the　facts。〃
  With　a　cry　Vera　ran　to　her。
  〃No！〃　she　begged；　〃you　won't　do　that。　You　must　not　do　that！〃
  〃Let　her　talk！〃　growled　Vance。　〃Let　her　talk！　She's　funny。〃
  〃No！〃　commanded　Vera。　Her　voice　rang　with　the　distress。　〃She
  cannot　do　that！〃　She　turned　to　Miss　Coates。　〃We　haven't　hurt
  you；〃　she　pleaded；　〃we　haven't　taken　your　money。　I　promise　you；〃
  she　cried；〃　we　will　never　see　Mr。　Hallowell　again。　I　beg　of　you
  〃
  Vance　indignantly　caught　her　by　the　arm　and　drew　her　back。　〃You
  don't　beg　nothing　of　her！〃　he　cried。
  〃I　do；〃　Vera　answered　wildly。　She　caught　Vance's　hand　in　both　of
  hers。　〃I　have　a　chance；　Paul；〃　she　entreated；　〃don't　force　me
  through　it　again。　I　can't　stand　the　shame　of　it　again。〃　Once
  more　she　appealed　to　the　visitor。　〃Don't！〃　she　begged。　〃Don't
  shame　me。〃
  But　the　eyes　of　the　older　girl；　blind　to　everything　save　what；
  as　she　saw　it；　was　her　duty；　showed　no　consideration。
  Vera's　hands；　trembling　on　his　arm；　drove　Vance　to　deeper　anger。
  He　turned　savagely　upon　Miss　Coates。
  〃You　haven't　lost　anything　yet；　have　you？〃　he　demanded。　〃She
  hasn't　hurt　you；　has　she？　If　it's　revenge　you　want；〃　he　cried
  insolently；　〃why　don't　you　throw　vitriol　on　the　girl？〃
  〃Revenge！〃　exclaimed　Miss　Coates　indignantly。　〃It　is　my　duty。　My
  public　duty。　I'm　not　alone　in　this；　I　am　acting　with　the
  District　Attorney。　It　is　our　duty。〃　She　turned　suddenly　and
  called；　〃Mr。　Winthrop；　Mr。　Winthrop！〃
  For　the　first　time　Vera　saw；　under　the　gas　jet；　at　the　farther
  end　of　the　hall；　the　figures　of　Mannie　and　Winthrop。
  〃No；　no！〃　she　protested；　〃I　beg　of　you；〃　she　cried　hysterically。
  〃I've　got　a　chance。　If　you　print　this　thing　tomorrow；　I'll　never
  have　a　chance　again。　Don't　take　it　away　from　me。〃　Impulsively
  her　arms　reached　out　in　an　eager　final　appeal。　〃I'm　down；〃　she
  said　simply；　〃give　me　a　chance　to　get　up。〃
  When　Miss　Coates　came　to　give　battle　to　the　Vances；　she　foresaw
  the　interview　might　be　unpleasant。　It　was　proving　even　more
  unpleasant　than　she　had　expected；　but　her　duty　seemed　none　the
  less　obvious。
  〃You　should　have　thought　of　that；〃　she　said；　〃before　you　were
  found　out。〃
  For　an　instant　Vera　stood　motionless；　staring；　unconsciously
  holding　the　attitude　of　appeal。　But　when；　by　these　last　words；
  she　recognized　that　her　humiliation　could　go　no　further；　with　an
  inarticulate　exclamation　she　turned　away。
  〃The　public　has　the　right　to　know；〃　declared　Miss　Coates；　〃the
  sort　of　people　you　are。　I　have　the　record　of　each　of　you　　〃
  From　the　hall　Winthrop　had　entered　quickly；　but；　disregarding
  him；　Vance　broke　in　upon　the　speaker；　savagely；　defiantly。
  〃Print　em；　then！〃　he　shouted；　〃print　em！〃
  〃I　mean　to；〃　declared　Miss　Coates；　〃yours；　and　hers；　she　　〃
  Winthrop　placed　himself　in　front　of　her；　shutting　her　off　from
  the　others。　He　spoke　in　an　earnest　whisper。
  〃Don't！〃　he　begged。　〃She　has　asked　for　a　chance。　Give　her　a
  chance。〃
  Miss　Coates　scorned　to　speak　in　whispers。
  〃She　has　had　a　chance；〃　she　protested　loudly。　〃She's　had　a
  chance　for　nine　years；　and　she's　chosen　to　be　a　charlatan　and　a
  cheat；　and　　〃　The　angry　woman　hesitated；　and　then　flung　the
  word　　〃and　a　thief！〃
  In　the　silence　that　followed　no　one　turned　toward　Vera；　but　as
  it　continued　unbroken　each　raised　his　eyes　and　looked　at　her。
  They　saw　her　drawn　to　her　full　height；　the　color　flown　from　her
  face；　her　deep；　brooding　eyes　flashing。　She　was　like　one　by　some
  religious　fervor　lifted　out　of　herself；　exalted。　When　she　spoke
  her　voice　was　low；　tense。　It　vibrated　with　tremendous；　wondering
  indignation。
  〃Do　you　know　who　I　am？〃　she　asked。　She　spoke　like　one　in　a
  trance。　〃Do　you　know　who　you　are　threatening　with　your　police
  and　your　laws？　I　am　a　priestess！　I　am　a　medium　between　the　souls
  of　this　world　and　the　next。　I　am　Vera　　the　Truth！　And　I　mean；〃
  the　girl　cried　suddenly；　harshly；　flinging　out　her　arm；　〃that
  you　shall　hear　the　truth！　Tonight　I　will　bring　your　mother　from
  the　grave　to　speak　it　to　you！〃
  With　a　swift；　sweeping　gesture　she　pointed　to　the　door。　〃Take
  those　people　away！〃　she　cried。
  The　eyes　of　Winthrop　were　filled　with　pity。　〃Vera！〃　he　said；
  〃Vera！〃
  For　an　instant；　against　the　tenderness　and　reproach　in　his　voice
  the　girl　held　herself　motionless；　and　then；　falling　upon　the
  shoulder　of　Mrs。　Vance；　burst　into　girlish；　heart…broken　tears。
  〃Take　them　away；〃　she　sobbed；　〃take　them　away！〃
  Mannie　Day　and　Vance　closed　in　upon　the　visitors；　and　motioning
  them　before　them；　drove　them　from　the　room。
  Part　III
  The　departure　of　the　District　Attorney　and　Miss　Coates　left　Vera
  free　to　consider　how　serious；　if　she　carried　out　her　threat；　the
  consequences　might　be。　But　of　this　chance　she　did　not　avail
  herself。　Instead；　with　nervous　zeal　she　began　to　prepare　for　her
  masquerade。　It　was　as　though　her　promise　to　Winthrop　to　abandon
  her　old　friends　had　filled　her　with　remorse；　and　that　she　now；
  by　an　extravagance　of　loyalty；　was　endeavoring　to　make　amends。
  At　nine　o'clock；　with　the　Vances；　she　arrived　at　the　house　of
  Mr。　Hallowell。　Already；　to　the　same　place；　a　wagon　had　carried
  the　cabinet；　a　parlor　organ；　and　a　dozen　of　those　camp　chairs
  that　are　associated　with　house　weddings　and　funerals；　and　while；
  in　the　library；　Vance　and　Mannie　arranged　these　to　their　liking；
  on　the　third　floor　Vera；　with　Mrs。　Vance；　waited　for　that　moment
  to　arrive　when　Vance　considered　her　entrance　would　be　the　most
  effective。
  This　entrance　was　to　be　made　through　the　doorway　that　opened
  from　the　hall　on　the　second　story　into　the　library。　To　the　right
  of　this　door；　in　an　angle　of　two　walls；　was　the　cabinet；　and　on
  the　left；　the　first　of　the　camp　chairs。　These　had　been　placed　in
  a　semicircle　that　stretched　across　the　room；　and　ended　at　the
  parlor　organ。　The　door　from　Mr。　Hallowell's　bedroom　opened
  directly　upon　the　semicircle　at　the　point　most　distant　from　the
  cabinet。　In　the　centre　of　the　semicircle　Vance　had　placed　the
  invalid's　arm　chair。
  Vance；　in　his　manner　as　professional　and　undisturbed　as　a
  photographer　focussing　his　camera　and　arranging　his　screens；　was
  explaining　to　Judge　Gaylor　the　setting　of　his　stage。　The　judge
  was　an　unwilling　audience。　Unlike　the　showman；　for　him　the
  occasion　held　only　terrors。　He　was　driven　by　misgivings；　swept
  by　sudden　panics。　He　scowled　at　the　cabinet；　intruding　upon　the
  privacy　of　the　room　where　for　years；　without　the　aid　of
  accessories；　by　his　brains　alone；　he　had　brought　Mr。　Hallowell
  almost　to　the　point　of　abject　submission　to　his　wishes。　He
  turned　upon　Vance　with　bitter　self…disgust。
  〃So；　I've　got　down　as　low　as　this；　have　I？〃　he　demanded。
  Vance　heard　him；　undisturbed。
  〃I　must　ask　you；〃　he　said；　briskly；　〃to　help　me　keep　the　people
  just　as　I　seat　them。　They　will　be　in　this　half…circle　facing　the
  cabinet　and　holding　hands。　Those　we　know　are　against　us；〃　he
  explained；　〃will　have　one　of　my　friends；　Professor　Strombergk；
  or　Mrs。　Marsh；　or　my　wife；　on　each　side　of　him。　If　there　should
  be　any　attempt　to　rush　the　cabinet；　we　must　get　there　first。　I
  will　be　outside　the　cabinet　working　the　rappings；　the　floating
  music；　and　the　astral　bodies。〃　At　the　sight　of　the　expression
  these　words　br