“‘Three smaller globes, one filled with red, one with blue, and one with a colorless liquid.
“‘A scale on which a man may be weighed.
“‘A stick of sealing-wax.
“‘A flower-pot filled with earth.
“‘An orange seed.’”
“The articles are simple enough,” Judge Hobart commented. “Are the arrangements required difficult?”
“No. He asks for a committee to examine him in the dressing-room; a platform insulated with glass and some substance he will furnish, and a little matter of the arrangement of lights that is easy enough.”
The members of the Club meditated in silence for a moment, and then Professor Gray spoke.
“It must depend, it seems to me,” he said, “on the sort of a man your mysterious magician is. If he is a person to be trusted, I should say go ahead.”
“He is a gentleman,” the President answered; “a man of social standing, money, education, and with a reputation in his special branch of knowledge both here and in Europe. If I named him, you would, I feel sure, give him a hearing without question.”