Adéle and he were given berths in the intermediate part of the ship, which is amidships, and in five days they found themselves in New York. Bambino was careful to conceal his right name, as he knew the log would be published in the papers, and might reach Harkaway's eye. The Italian resolved to keep Adéle in his charge, as a counterfoil to any ill-treatment he might receive from Lord Maltravers. When the steamer arrived, he went to a hotel and having secured attendance for Adéle, cast about for some place where he could place her. In a paper he saw an advertisement to this effect: "ASTROLOGY.--Madame Vesta Levine, the only real fortune-teller in the city--electric baths--galvanism. Boarders taken. W. 32d St." The morning after his arrival he called upon Mme. Levine, who was a middle-aged lady, with an intellectual face. She did not look like a charlatan, and exhibited a diploma from a medical college, which proved that she had some knowledge of the healing art. He was received in her office, which contained only a few chairs, a table and some books on a shelf, having no skulls, stuffed snakes and the ordinary stock in trade of a fortune-teller. "What can I do for you, sir?" she demanded. "I have a sister," replied Bambino, "whose mind is affected through a disappointment in love and a subsequent shipwreck at sea. She is young. I do not wish to put her in an asylum. I have great faith in electricity and I will place her in your care, paying three months' board in advance, if you will receive her." "I shall be glad to take her as a patient," answered Mme. Levine. "You will try to cure her?" "Undoubtedly." "I must warn you that she imagines she is a departed spirit." Mme. Levine smiled. "That is nothing," she answered. "I have had worse cases than that. When shall I expect your sister, sir?" Bambino promised to bring her round that evening, and took his departure. Later in the day he made his reappearance with Adéle, who evinced no attachment for him and seemed only to care for being alone. For hours she would talk to herself and occasionally press her hands to her head, as if it hurt her. Mme. Vesta Levine had a room at the top of her house prepared for her and detailed a colored woman to wait upon her. "Beware," said Bambino as he left the house, "how you treat my sister. I shall demand a strict account of you." The madame smiled scornfully, for she glanced from the swarthy Italian to the fair-haired daughter of France, and she knew in one instant that they were not related. "Sir," she replied, "your 'sister' is perfectly safe in my hands, and when you require her I shall be perfectly ready to deliver her." Bowing politely the Italian took his leave, feeling that Adéle was in good hands, and that he could find her whenever he wanted her. While returning to the hotel at which he was staying, he beheld two gentlemen walking together on Broadway.