Please, Miss Bubbles, let Laughing Water go away!" And Bubbles--if it was Bubbles--twisted and turned and groaned, as if in agony.
And then, to the amazement of all those who were there, young Donnington, his face set in grim lines, suddenly addressed Bubbles, or the little pleading creature that appeared to possess the girl: "Don't be frightened," he said soothingly.

"No one's going to hurt Laughing Water.

Everyone in this room is good and kind." In answer, there broke from Bubbles' lips a loud cry: "No, no, no! Bad people--cruel people--here! Bad spirits, too.

Bad chair.

Laughing Water sitting on torture chair! Miss Bubbles change chair.