CHAPTER XVI

NECROMANCY Mrs. Turner did not fail. The daughter of the opulent house of Howard could pay for such services as were now required--prodigious, inestimable services, fraught with great peril for those who rendered them, and, consequently, to be rewarded commensurately. And so on a dark winter's night two cloaked and hooded women, accompanied by a man bearing a lantern and a staff, made their way down the narrow, tortuous streets to Paul's Wharf, and there were handed by the lantern-bearer into a waiting boat. The wa…