earnestly, but in a voice which still held the drawl of the
South, "I met a man from home last week on Broadway. He belonged
to that spiritualistic school on Carondelet Street. He knows all
that's going on in the spook world, and he tells me the ghost
raisers have got their hooks into the old man pretty deep. Is
that so?"

The bewilderment of Judge Gaylor was complete and, without
question, genuine.

"I don't know what you mean," he said.

"My informant tells me," continued the reporter, "that Mr.
Hallowell has embraced -- if that's what you call it --
spiritualism."

Gaylor started forward.

"What!" he roared.

Unmoved, the other regarded the Judge keenly.

"Spiritualism," he repeated, "and that a bunch of these mediums
have got him so hypnotized he can't call his soul his own, or
his money, either. Is that true?"

Judge Gaylor's outburst was overwhelming. That it was genuine
Mr. Lee, observing him closely, was convinced.

"Of all the outrageous, ridiculous" -- the judge halted, gasping