had enough?”
“Oh! I suppose I have—if I were reasonable. But, you know, it all seems to me as if you suddenly demonstrated to me that twice two made five.”
“But then, surely no proof—”
“Yes; I know. I quite see that. Yet I want one—something quite absolutely ordinary. If you can do all these things—spirits and all the rest—can’t you do something ever so much simpler, that’s beyond mistake?”
“Oh, I daresay. But wouldn’t you ask yet another after that?”
“I don’t know.”
“Or wouldn’t you think you’d been hypnotized?”
Laurie shook his head.
“I’m not a fool,” he said.
“Then give me that pencil,” said the medium, suddenly extending his hand.