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"Um," said the doctor. "Quite. Yes. Um… ladies and gentlemen – that is, Lord Ronald – why don't you all go away? Yes. Please do go away immediately."
Even Lady Morton left without comment or complaint. For the first time since Maria
When the guests had taken their departure the Duchess finally stirred. She removed the veiling hands from her face, showing a countenance once more under control.
"I do beg your pardon," she said in her familiar gentle voice. "And I thank you, Horace, for taking charge so nicely. You need not worry about me, I have never felt better. Will you and Roger please excuse us now?"
The doctor started to expostulate. The Duchess cut him short. "You may call tomorrow if you like, though there is no need. But please come early. We will be leaving shortly after noon for Scotland."
CHAPTER EIGHT
The trip north was as far from Maria
She had been in a daze all day. The Duchess had been too busy to answer questions; organizing a sizable household for a long journey on short notice had required considerable effort, and not until they actually boarded the train had the Duchess relaxed. At luncheon, served on board, they had been attended by two footmen, so there was no opportunity for private conversations. As soon as luncheon was over the Duchess a
Maria
Maria
"No, my child. Let us sit here in the shadows a while longer. Unless it troubles you?"
"Not at all," Maria
The Duchess anticipated her. "I know you must be full of questions. Believe me, the only reason why I have delayed this conversation was on your account. I want so much to have you understand and accept. It is necessary for us to speak at leisure, calmly; and until now there has been no proper time. Last night I was – oh, yes, I confess it! – I was overcome. This morning there was much to be done. But now the time has come. Ask, and I will answer."
It must be understood that although Maria
Instead she said meekly, "Would you mind telling me, ma'am, what I said last night? You said then that I said something, but I don't remember what I said."
"What is the last thing you remember?" "The table began to rock. And Dr. Gruffstone remarked…no. First you told him to be still. Then he said something about arrant nonsense. Then he said my pulse was normal… and all the lights were turned on."
"You went into a trance state," the Duchess said. "Do you know what that is?" "I… Yes, ma'am. I think so." "In that condition another entity – a spirit – takes possession of the mind of the medium – you. Many mediums have spirit controls. These controls are intermediaries between the blessed ones who have passed on and those of us who wait on this side of the veil."
"I have read of such things," Maria
"Very good, my dear. A spirit control is very much like a master of ceremonies. He performs the introductions, refuses admittance to disruptive, malevolent spirits, and warns us when the performance must come to an end. Last night your spirit control came to us. Her name is Pudenzia."
"Oh, dear," Maria
"Not you. It was Pudenzia who spoke to us with your organs of speech. You were not there. That is why you ca
"Oh, dear," Maria
This ingenuous query made the Duchess laugh. "My dearest child, the fact that you could ask such a question proves you are above such wickedness. Not that I ever thought you capable of it! However, if it will relieve your i
"What information? Oh, do forgive me; I didn't mean to pry -"
"There can be no secrets between us now. Would you like to know exactly what you said?"
"Oh, yes! If you can remember."
"Every word is imprinted on my heart." There was a brief pause, fraught with emotion. Then the Duchess resumed. "It took us some time to realize that you were in a trance. Mr. Carlton was the first to note that your hand had become limp; then I observed the change in your breathing. I asked if you could hear me; you did not reply. I then asked if someone else was present. Your voice said: 'I am Pudenzia.' "
Maria
"Was my voice different?" she asked eagerly.
"Oh, yes. It was slower; you spoke with difficulty, as if in a foreign tongue, and at first your words were halting, your sentences incomplete. I asked who Pudenzia was, and received no reply. Then I asked if someone wanted to speak to me. And Pudenzia said…"
"Yes, ma'am?"
"Forgive me my emotion. You have such a sympathetic nature you must have suspected that I have long been awaiting a message from… from David. For years I have tried to reach him, and have met with one heartbreaking disappointment after another. You see, Maria
"Did you apply such tests last night?" Maria
"There was no need. The proof was given me. Your control, Pudenzia, told me there was a spirit who desired desperately to reach me. Never before had he found a vessel pure enough. That is most significant, don't you think? Then she said – and this, my dear, is the proof I speak of- she said, 'He carries the golden heart.' My dear, I gave David a locket of that very shape! He was wearing it when he disappeared. Now, Miss Maria
"I certainly did not," Maria
"So you see, I am convinced. These things take time and experience; you are still unskilled, and it would never do to force you beyond your strength. But when you have become accustomed to the trance state, then I may hope to hear David himself speak to me through your lips."