e back of Marvin's neck.

"Blood!"

Garth nodded.

"Like Brown. The same place as Brown's wound."

Nora covered her face with her hands.

Garth sprang up, unconsciously quoting Brown's words:

"That's madness!"

He ran to the bathroom and brought water with which he bathed Marvin's
face and head. He looked up after a moment with a sigh of relief.

"It was only a glancing blow," he said. "He'll come around."

Marvin, indeed, before long stirred, and tried to struggle to a sitting
posture as Brown had done. He cried out, as Brown had cried:

"The veiled woman!"

"You see," Nora breathed.

Garth lifted the secretary to the bed, but when, to an extent, the man
had recovered consciousness he had nothing reasonable to tell.

He had started, he said, up the stairs, thinking Garth at his heels. He
had been about to press the switch.

"I knew she was there," he sobbed. "I saw her--all white, and with a
veil over her face. Then I don't know. I don't remember being struck.
Everything went black."

Garth with a gesture of determination turned and commenced examining the
room. Nora, crouched against the wall, watched him with the assurance of
one who sees an evil prophecy fulfilled. After a quarter of an hour he
gave it up. There was no one concealed in the room. Nor, he would have
sworn, was there any reasonable hiding place. From behind the screen
where the veiled woman had evidently disappeared twice there was no
possible escape.

"Before long, Marvin," he muttered, "I'll be as bad as you and old
Alsop. If you believe in ghosts, Nora, this certainly looks like one."

He glanced at his watch.

"Are you still anxious to try that plan of yours after what you've
seen?"

She nodded. She went uncertainly from the room. Marvin stumbled after
them. They helped him down the stairs and to a sofa in the lower hall.
Garth led Nora to the west door.

"We've less than ten minutes," he said, "and I don't understand. I'd
rather you kept out of it."

In silence and with determination she slipped on the white gown she had
brought and draped the white veil over her face. Garth, shaking his
head, arranged a screen just within the doorway. He turned out the
electric lamp, lighted a single candle, and placed it on a stand at some
distance.

"Wait behind the screen," he said. "Actually, Nora, unless we are
dealing with something beyond the human, the result is certain. I shall
be at the other end of the hall just within th