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The Miracle of Moon Crescent-2
‘I do really want to see Mr. Wynd,’ he said. ‘It seems odd, but that’s exactly what I do want to do. I don’t want to speak to him. I just want to see him. I just want to see if he’s there to be seen.’ ‘Well, I tell you he’s there and can’t be seen,’ said Fenner, with increasing annoyance. ‘What do you mean by saying you want to see if he’s there to be seen? Of course he’s there. We all left him there five minutes ago, and we’ve stood outside this door ever since.’ ‘Well, I want to see if he’s all right,’ said the priest. ‘Why?’ demanded the secretary, in exasperation. ‘Because I have a serious, I might say solemn, reason,’ said the cleric, gravely, ‘for doubting whether he is all right.’ ‘Oh, Lord!’ cried Vandam, in a sort of fury; ‘not more superstitions.’ ‘I see I shall have to giv
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