But Arthur remembered that on the next day it would be
exactly a week since Margaret's death, and it seemed to him that then
their spells might have a greater efficacy.
When they came down in the morning and greeted one another, it was plain
that none of them had slept.
'Are you still of the same purpose as last night?' asked Dr Porhoet
gravely.
'I am.'
The doctor hesitated nervously.
'It will be necessary, if you wish to follow out the rules of the old
necromancers, to fast through the whole day.'
'I am ready to do anything.'
'It will be no hardship to me,' said Susie, with a little hysterical
laugh. 'I feel I couldn't eat a thing if I tried.'
'I think the whole affair is sheer folly,' said Dr Porhoet.
'You promised me you would try.'
The day, the long summer day, passed slowly. There was a hard brilliancy
in the sky that reminded the Frenchman of those Egyptian heavens when
the earth seemed crushed beneath a bowl of molten fire. Arthur was too
restless to remain indoors and left the others to their own devices.
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