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Her letters were informative and sprightly j sometimes, he thought, a little too sprightly. She had not really been too keen to go, though Sanders could not blame her for her delight at the prospect. This world-cruise had been necessary because of a small scandal about her father arising out of the Haye murder case. Marcia Blystone, though she might be six thousand miles away in Honolulu, was his fiancée. Of course, he had nothing to worry about. The recommended train was crowded, so that he could not pull a certain letter out of his pocket and study it again as he might study a specimen through a microscope. Not even the brilliant spring afternoon, with a soft-wind and a clear-glowing sky, could allure him. He had no notion that he was on the eve of the criminal case which would turn the hair of the legal profession as grey as its wigs, and upset precedents of both law and medicine. On the afternoon of Friday, April 29th, Dr John Sanders travelled down to Surrey by the recommended train. Her last letter was from Honolulu they have gone on from there to Jamaica back home in June. I do not understand your reference to funny business. While reserving my own opinion until I have heard the evidence, I must say that if you have quoted him correctly your thought-reader appears to be talking scientific flapdoodle. But he is violently curious about your thought-reader, and promises to get back and at least look in by Sunday, if that will not be too late? He has to go north on some official business. Very glad to join you on Friday, but I am afraid it will be impossible for H. LETTER FROM DR JOHN SANDERS TO MR LAWRENCE CHASE Is your fair lady, Marcia Blystone, still on that round-the-world cruise with her parents? I hear all is not well hope nothing seriously wrong? Good train from Charing Cross, 5.30 to Camberdene. Now have I intrigued you, or not? We are making the week-end from Friday, the 29th. Hilary Keen is a new gal, a great friend of mine - so no funny business, see? It will be a very small patty: just Sam and Mina our friend the thought-reader, whose name is Pennik Hilary Keen and myself. He's got some sort of theory that Thought is a physical force, which might be used as a weapon.

But he really does seem to read thoughts in a way that will raise your hair. Unassuming sort of chap, no fuss and feathers about him. I don't think he is a fake at least (so far as my somewhat dazed intelligence goes) I don't see how he can be a fake. And let not your scientific soul be shocked. On my solemn word of honour, this is not a hoax or a joke. The reason is this: Mina has got hold of a mind-reader. They ask me to extend the heartiest invitation to you both. Sam is a sort of distant relative of mine, and in any case you'll have heard of Mina.

We should very much like to have you with us at Fourways and could you manage to bring Sir Henry Merrivale as well ?įourways, as you probably know, is Sam and Mina Constable's place. What are you doing this week-end, the 30th? Whatever it is, I hope I can persuade you to put it off. LETTER FROM MR LAWRENCE CHASE TO DR JOHN SANDERS