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