s to be your first wife is at this
moment thinking of you I see by looking more closely in the stone
that a man with light hair and blue eyes is trying to get her
away from you but she scorns him and turns away I see by looking
more closely in the stone that she has a strong feeling for you
you need not fear the man with light hair and blue eyes for you
will get her you and you only will possess her heart I see by
looking more closely in the stone that she is good gentle kind
loving affectionate true-hearted and pleasant."

(The vicious voice resented each one of these good-natured
adjectives, as if it had been a gross personal insult to the
Widger, and spit them spitefully at her trembling customer, as if
they tasted badly in her mouth.)

"and will make you a good wife; you will be rich and happy you
will be successful in business you will be hereafter always lucky
you will be distinguished you will be eminent you will be good
you will be respected you will be beloved honored cherished and
will reach a good old age I see by looking in this stone--that is
all I see by looking in this stone."

Here she ceased, and choking down her indignation, which had
risen to a fearful pitch during the complimentary peroration, she
said, taking up the equivocal Bible with the key tied in it,
"Take hold of the key with your finger, I will give you one wish,
if the book turns round you will have your wish." The guest took
the key in the required manner, and the Widger closed her eyes
and muttered something which may have been either a prayer or a
recipe for pickling red cabbage, for he was unable to satisfy
himself with any degree of certainty what it was; at the
appointed time the book turned and the wish was therefore
graciously granted.

Her hearer smiled his grimmest smile, and ventured to inquire if
his unknown rival was making any progress in securing the
affections of the lady in dispute, and received the satisfying
answer, "She scorns him and turns away." Reassured by this, the
susceptible individual mentally and fiercely defied the blue-eyed
intruder to do his worst, and with a reverential obeisance left
the presence. As he departed, the skinny hand presented him with
a handbill, but the vicious voice was silent.

Carefully conning the handbill as they slowly departed from the
august realm of the Madame, the seekers of magic for the lowest
cash price read the following particulars:

"Madame Widger was born with t