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Updated: April 30, 2025
As she moved over to the window to pull down the shades, she must have caught sight of one or two of the policemen who had incautiously exposed themselves from the hiding places in which I had disposed them before we entered. At any rate, Savetsky did not lose a jot of her remarkable composure. "I'm sorry," she remarked merely, "but I'm afraid my control is weak and cannot work today."
Can your controlling spirit give him advice?" We had managed to gain the interior of the seance room, and I suppose there was nothing else for her to say, under the circumstances, but, "Why yes, if the conditions are good, the control can probably tell us just what he wants to know." Savetsky set to work preparing the room for a seance.
She was very excited and hastily related what had happened at the parlor of the medium. "What was her name?" I asked anxiously. "Madame Savetsky," she replied, to my surprise. Astounded, I picked up Craig's note from the desk and handed it to her without a word. She read it with breathless eagerness. "Come back there with me, please," she begged, almost frantic with fear now.
Call up Elaine and tell her to beware of a certain Madame Savetsky." I was still puzzling over the note and was just about to call up Elaine when the speaking tube was blown and to my surprise I found it was Aunt Josephine who had called. "Where is Mr. Kennedy?" she asked, greatly agitated. "He has gone away for a few days," I replied blankly. "Is there anything I can do?"
It was swaying under their repeated blows. Kennedy rushed to the door and fired through it at random to check the attack for a few moments. While Kennedy was thus besieged by the devil worshippers in the anteroom, several policemen and detectives gathered in the seance room with us, next door, where Savetsky was held a defiant and mute prisoner.
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