Raspberry Jam






CHAPTER I

THE GREAT HANLON


"You may contradict me as flat as a flounder, Eunice, but that
won't alter the facts. There is something in telepathy--there is
something in mind-reading--"

"If you could read my mind, Aunt Abby, you'd drop that subject.
For if you keep on, I may say what I think, and--"

"Oh, that won't bother me in the least. I know what you think,
but your thoughts are so chaotic--so ignorant of the whole
matter--that they are worthless. Now, listen to this from the
paper: 'Hanlon will walk blindfolded--blindfolded, mind you
--through the streets of Newark, and will find an article hidden
by a representative of The Free Press.' Of course, you know,
Eunice, the newspaper people are on the square--why, there'd be
no sense to the whole thing otherwise! I saw an exhibition once,
you were a little girl then; I remember you flew into such a rage
because you couldn't go. Well, where was I? Let me see--oh,
yes--'Hanlon--' H'm--h'm--why, my goodness! it's to-morrow!