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«That`s a wash-out,» snarled Silas. «Don`t you talk of it. It`s finished.»

The control joined in the conversation.

«How d`ye know that?»

Maupuis clapped his hands triumphantly. His assistant had just brought him a slip of paper from the next room.

«Have you any recollection of being ill?»

«I`ve heard of the fellow,» said Malone. « I used to box a bit and I am still a member of the N.S.C. Silas Linden was very nearly champion in the Welters.»

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«I`ve come all the way from `Ammersmith,» wailed a voice. The light beat upon the eager, anxious face of the speaker, a little woman in black with a baby in her arms.

«It was cut out of the white gown you wore. I cut it out myself as you stood in front of me. If you examine the gown you will find the place. It`s no use, Linden. The game is up. You can`t deny it.»

«When I was in Paris las! t year,» said he, «there was a fellah called La Paix who dabbled in the black magic business. He held circles and the like. What I mean, there was no great harm in the thing, but it wasn`t what you would call very spiritual, eit
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The Frenchman shrugged his shoulders.

«The world hath felt a quickening breath From Heaven`s eternal shore, And souls triumphant over death Return to earth once more.»

«First man`s name is . . .» The girl`s head slanted and her ear was upturned, as if listening. « Yes, yes, I have it! It is Al-Al-Aldridge.»

«Well, it wasn`t the medium that time, at any rate,» said Mason. «But about Professor Challenger – it would never do to risk the chance.»

«He does not speak, but he hears and has intelligence,» said Dr. Maupuis, glancing over his shoulder at the apparition. «We are here, sir, in the hope that you will aid us in a very important experiment. May we count upon your co-! operation?»

«It seldom happens. She nearly always knows which is really nearest to her. If she really did so, then it would be a proof that neither was the real affinity, for he is bound to stand high above all. Of course, if she . . .»

«I can hardly conceive that my word will be doubted upon such a point,» said Challenger, with dignity. «I can truly say that I have had information to-night which no living person upon this earth was in a position to give. So much is beyond all questio

«Has he been searched?»

A new voice, slow, staccato, laboured, sounded above them.

«There is a young fellow in khaki building up on the left. I see a symbol over his head. It might be a Greek cross.»

«I`ll look that passage up.»

«Well, what about it?»

«I assure you we are very earnest and fairminded,» said Malone.

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Full reports of a number of these dramatic conversations are to be found in the last hundred pages of the late Admiral Usborne Moore`s Glimpses of the Next State. It should be said that the Admiral was not personally present at these sittings, but that

The hall was not too well lit and dark shadows lurked in the corners. The medium still bent her head as if her ears were straining. Then she raised her hand and the music stopped.

It was a Sunday evening in October, and the lights were just beginning to twinkle out through the fog which had shrouded London from early morning. Professor Challenger`s flat at Victoria West Gardens was upon the third floor, and th! e mist lay thick up

«You will soon get out.»

Next morning a scared maid broke into Linden`s modest study. «Please sir, it`s an officer.»

«She was your mother. She said so. She was weeping.»

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«They have message for you,» said the girl.

«Not necessarily. But, of course, it makes everything more difficult. If they will be quiet and reasonable we can get results. But they know nothing, break every law, and ruin their own sittings. There was old Sherbank, the doctor, the other day. When

«You don`t mind my frankness, Mr. Mason?»

«Ah, power run down!» said Mailey. «I think a little more music will set us right. `Lead, Kindly Light`»

«I was a damned fool to let you have my name when I made the appoi! ntment. You have been making inquiries. You don`t take me in with your tricks. I`ve had enough of it – more than enough!»

Challenger gave a wry smile.

«There`s just one more thing I want to say before I sit down. I`m not here to talk. I`m here to hold this chair down and I mean to do it. It`s a hard thing I ask. I want Spiritualists to keep away on Sunday nights. They take up the room that inquirers

At this point the conversation was interrupted by the arrival of Mr. John Terbane from Victoria Station, where his mundane duties lay. He was dressed now in civil garb and appeared as a pale, sad-faced, clean-shaven, plump-featured man with dreamy, tho