Necromanceress

And with her wit she shall brighten the dimness her pathos brings into our eyes, till tears and smiles struggle together beneath the witchery of the fair necromanceress.

“And now that I remember,” he added, with a coolness that ill-concealed his anticipated triumph, “beneath her mantle she wore the dress of a necromanceress.”

Of these, one’s face showed dim through a cloud of smoke from a hot dish of stewed oysters, like the face of your future husband in one of those charming visions conjured up by the great second-sight necromanceress, Madame ⸺ from Paris; […]

Hot and parching tears rolled down the withered face of Mahora, as she pressed the vermeiled cheek of the lovely being who had won her way to the grim and seared heart of the necromanceress.

The woman approached closer to her with outstretched hand as if inviting her into communion with evil powers. She swayed back and forth for a moment and then for the second time lay senseless at the feet of the necromanceress.

Miss Nancy Price can’t be blamed for overdoing her necromanceress. The author had done that already. And I didn’t see how she could have dealt with it better.

The dramatic sequel of these verses show that the woman was a necromanceress. Saul consulted her because he wished to consult the dead, and to consult the dead was a very ancient practice in Israel.

Radak expresses wonder at these remarks: If God raised Samuel in order to inform Saul of his fate, why did he not tell him through dreams or through the Urim or through a prophet instead of this necromanceress?