so. It was not nominated in the bond that I should defend my
honor by asseverations."

"Begging the question," laughed Hendricks, but Mr. Mortimer said:
"Not at all. Hanlon is right. If he has any secret means of
guidance, it is up to us to discover it. But I hold that he
cannot have, or it would have been discovered by some of the
eager observers. We had thousands looking on to-day. There must
have been some one clever enough to suspect the deceit, if deceit
there were."

"Thank you, Mr. Mortimer," Hanlon spoke quietly. "I made no
mystery of my performance; I had no confederate, no
paraphernalia. All there was to see could be seen by all. You
willed me; I followed your will. That is all."

The simple manner and pleasant demeanor of the young man greatly
attracted Eunice, who smiled at him kindly.

"I came here very sceptical," she admitted; "and even now I can't
feel entirely convinced--"

"Well, I can!" declared Aunt Abby. "I am willing to own it, too.
These people who really believe in your sincerity, Mr. Hanlon,
and refuse to confess it, make me mad! I wish you'd give an
exhibition in New York."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, madam, but this is my last
performance."