The Green Forest tribune., 1907-02-22

"Mariorie." said Lady Isabel, look ing at me with great solemnlty, oo YOU believe in the supernatural?'
 "Do YOU mean. do l believe in my religion, Isabel?'
 "Of course not" she answered, look ing rather shocked T mean, do you believe in palmists telling you your future, and in presentiments and crys- tai gazing, and clairvoyants, and all that sort of thing, you know?
 "Oh, you mean in superstition"
 Well, if you like to call it that.
 "No, I don't"
 Well you're going to from today my child"
 Am I?'
 "Yes-don't sniff, it's vulgar, and in- opportune, too-because I've found really successful clairvoyant.
 "A what?"
 "A clairvoyant," she answered firm ly, and she lives in Block street-you know, just off New Bond street"
 What does she do?" "She puts herself into trance, and tells you your past and your future, too"
 Have you asked her to tell you how to make an income yeti" l said pleasantly.
 My dear girb I am not always thinking of money" said Lady Isabel, severely; besides, don't suppose she ! dreams of anything so sordid. Lady Massingham is going to her to-day, by the way, and l am going to meet her there, and Evelina too-you know, the dark one who is so pretty, and dresses so well. Do come and let her tell your future too.' I scoffed; but she insisted, and an hour later we were driving down to Madame Fanfare's rooms. The light in the ante-room was so dim that for moment l did not rec ognize Miss Elvaston, but l noticed a slight trembling in the voice that greeted Lady Isabel as she said:
 She's awful-perfectly uncanny, Isabel" Poor little Miss Elvaston was | almost in tears.
 What did she tell you, Mona?'' asked Lady Isabel playfully. q do hope you haven't been a naughty girl"
 | I was growing more accustomed to the dimly lighted ante-room, and saw Mona Elvaston flush and bite her lip.
 No, of course not" she said hotly, | and with much haste. Has your mother been in yet? must tell her to come." Mamma? Oh, no, please don't" said Mona in mortified voice. Shed only ask all sorts of hateful questions | about meat least, mean, she'd want to know how much owe, and all that ] sort of thing, you know "All right, I'll put her off, laughed Lady Isabel, who is always kind to and adored by unmarried girls. Don't take what she says too much to heart, my dear girl" she added airily, and by the by'-she lowered her voice and laid her hand on Mona's arm-"take my advice, drop Lord Massingham, or you'll get in a horrible mess," and she rustled away before Miss Elvaston had recovered her voice or lost her | coler
 Hello, Evelina," I heard her say a moment later.
 A tall, handsome girl was coming towards us, with laughing eyes that were full of mischief.
 Caught" she said gaily. My dear Isabel, you've sent me either to a fraud or perfect wonder; and she has told me everything I didn't want to know, excepting how much I owe at bridge, and she even knew I'd given up Bertie and cigarettes.
 Marjorie has come to have her fu- ture told,' said Lady Isabel gravely.
 Indeed, haven't" I retorted indig- nantly. came to hear yours Isabel"
 Lady Isabel laughed. "Oh, she told me mine quite long ago; but she is very wonderful, isn't she?" she added, turning to Lady Evelina. q met poor little Mona Elyaston just now, and she was almost in tears"
 "H'm, she'll do some good with her TuDDISu IL Su0 duVlS0S MOud to give up Massingham. His wife is in there now. It's pity Mona has taken such fan. cy to him, because-well, really, Lady Massinghazn is his excuse, isn't she such a woman, ye gods! how do they ever get the men to marry them? Ia ta eherie, I have party on at the | Veringhams, and I'm late already. Il faut que je me sauve," and she rustled | away and down the stairs. Lady Isabel and I sat waiting in the | ante-room that led to the Chamber of Futurity," as Madame Fanfare called her room of consultation. There was heavy odor of some sickly perfume that came even through the thick cur tains that hung between the rooms, and I was beginning to feel quite faint and sleepy, and the hot room was filling more and more with nerv- | ous people, when Lady Isabel said to me in a whisper:
 Here, I've had enough of this, Mar jorie I feel as though we were at the
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