The Medium

I wasn't convinced by the gentlemanly rule of conduct but I didn't say as much. I got the feeling the Society was important to George. It was probably the one place he felt accepted by people with similar interests, and I didn't want to destroy that security.

"There's one other mystery in this too," I said. "Who was the woman who sold Celia the amulet?"

"Mrs. White?"

It was looking more and more likely. I hoped I was wrong. I liked her. Lucy our maid liked her. But if Blunt had orchestrated the demon's release, then she might very well be involved. Drat.

"Shall we go and confront them now?" I asked.

"Perhaps we should contact the police."

"We can't tell the police there's a demon on the loose! They'll never believe us, and if they do then they're more likely to lock Celia and I up for releasing it, not Blunt."

"You're right." He sighed. "I'll drive you home then I'll go alone to the school."

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm coming."

George had the good sense not to argue with me although he made a great show of scowling his displeasure at the suggestion. "I think Jacob should come along too," he said. "He could scare Blunt a bit if need be. Throw something around or create a disturbance."

I would have loved to have Jacob with us but I wasn't sure he would see the benefit of my presence. I wasn't sure he'd want to see me at all.

"I could do much more than create a disturbance," Jacob said, suddenly appearing on the seat beside me. He sat with his shoulder against the door, as far away from me as possible.

"Jacob's here," I said to George, jerking my head in the brooding ghost's direction. I tried not to let his presence unnerve me in any way, but I failed. My heart tripped merrily over itself at the mere sight of him and I ached to get closer to him.

"We were just talking about you," George said. He sat up straighter and pressed his finger to the bridge of his glasses even though they hadn't slipped down. "Care to visit Blunt with us?"

"You're not going," Jacob said to me, ignoring George.

"I am so," I said. "And you can't stop me."

"It's dangerous."

"Riding in this carriage is dangerous." I crossed my arms but it wasn't because I was making a point, it was to hold myself back from climbing into his lap and kissing him. I didn't think George would appreciate witnessing such a scene. Besides, I was almost certain Jacob would disappear again if I did. His closed expression with the shuttered eyes was a clear indication he didn't want to get into a discussion about last night.