The Intoxicated Ghost, and other stories — John Shaqi
The Intoxicated Ghost, and other storiesBates, Arlo
Science
The Intoxicated Ghost, and other stories
Bates, Arlo
Short stories, American; United States -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
The unknown stepped out of the loose slippers he wore, mounted the
platform, put on the silk robe, and sat down in the chair. Judge Hobart
made a formal statement that the perfor-- that their guest had neither
properties nor apparatus concealed about his person. Then he sat down,
and silence filled the room.
"We are ready," President Taunton said.
The stranger smoothed from his lips the smile which had curled them when
Judge Hobart so nearly spoke of him as the "performer." He rose, and
stood on the slab before his chair.
"I must say a word or two by way of preface," he began, in a voice
cultivated and pleasant. "In the first place, I have no concealed motive
in coming here to-night. I am not even--as I shall convince you before
we are done--gratifying my vanity by advertising my powers. It has
seemed to me that the Club is not on the right track, and although in
one sense it is none of my business, I am interested in the subject
which it is, as I understand, the object of this body to investigate.
The paper by Judge Hobart in a recent number of the 'Agassiz Quarterly'
decided me to show to him that certain forces which he conclusively
proves to be non-existent do, nevertheless, exist. As I am personally
known to perhaps half the gentlemen in the room, and am likely to meet
some of them not infrequently, I take the liberty of asking that if any
one shall chance to recognize me, he will remember that I come on the
condition that my identity remain concealed. The President," he
continued, "will bear me out when I say that I have not seen the things
provided for use this evening, and that I had no knowledge of the place
appointed for the meeting. The dressing-gown I sent him because the
scantiness of my dress makes it rather a necessity. I presume that he
has examined it carefully enough to be sure that it is innocent of
witchery and of trickery."
He paused for a moment, and then in a tone somewhat more determined went
on.
"One thing I must add. I decline to answer any questions whatever in
regard to the means which produce the effects to which I shall call
your attention. Those from whom I have learned would be sufficiently
unwilling that I exhibit my power at all, and were there no other
reason, their wishes would be sufficient to prevent me from offering
information or explanation. I may not succeed in doing all that I shall
attempt. I have laid out a pretty serious evening's work, especially for
one who lives as I do amid unfavorable conditions; and of course I can
receive no assistance from my audience."
He took off the dressing-gown and dropped it into the chair. Then he
removed from his finger a large seal ring, and laid it between his feet
on the resinous slab.
"I wish to show you first," the stranger said, "that if I chose, I could
manage to deceive you into thinking that I accomplished much that I did
not really do. For instance, I perhaps at this moment look to you like
an elephant."
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