"Ha! ha! ha!" came a derisive laugh. "The old thing is off its trolley! It's lost."
"Come, Solomon, come," smiled the magician; "they are making sport of you. Are you going to stand that? Find the letter E, and hurry up about it."
Slowly the fly turned, and then it ran swiftly up the face of the mirror till it stopped on the letter E, directly under the figure five.
There was a burst of applause.
"It is the wonder of the age!" excitedly declared a big, fat man whose flushed face seemed to indicate that he had been indulging too freely in liquid refreshments.
"Good enough, Solomon," complimented Merry, in a caressing tone of voice. "You are all right."
"Fake!"
Again that hateful cry.
Now several of the audience were aroused. Men began to look for the disturbing person.