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"And the others--the medium, and so on?"

"They will have to take their chance It's absolutely useless going to them"

"They're as bad as I am, I expect"

The oldwhatever about it," he said "You don't count But they do know quite enough"

In the underground the two talked no lanced up once or twice at the old shrewd face opposite that stared so steadily out of theinto the roaring darkness And onceit was that anyone in these days--anyone, at least, possessing common sense--and common sense ritten all over that old bearded face--could believe such fantastic rubbish as that which had been lately discussed It was not only the particular points that regarded Laurie Baxter--all these absurd, though disquieting hints about insanity and suicide and the rest of it--but the principles that old Cathcart declared to be beneath--those principles which he had, apparently, not confided to Miss Deronnais Here was the twentieth century; here was an electric railway, padded seats, and the Pall Mall! Was further coan to slow up at Gloucester Road; and old Cathcart gathered up his uloves

"Then tomorrow," he said, "at the same time?"

Mr Morton o and have it out with him yourself?" he asked

"He would not listen to ht!"

The train slid on again into the darkness; and the lawyer sat for a ht: anyone could see that: he had stan But why ht

Then he opened the Pall Mall again resolutely