"Sure. But those materializations! Where'd she get the goods?"
"Give it up. Tell me more about Mr. Crane."
So Douglas patiently recounted and repeated all the words of Peter's father and told of his appearance and manner, under the impression that he was helping an author with data for a psychological story.
Peter had found Douglas by merely making inquiry for a bright young reporter, and had made an agreement, satisfactory to both, for him to try to get the interview with Benjamin Crane, and they would both profit by it.
He was delighted that Crane had asked the young man to call again, and when they parted it was with the understanding that there should be another interview arranged.
Peter Boots had much food for thought.
He sat thinking for hours after the food had been given to him.
What was the explanation? What could be the explanation?
How could communications from a dead man be received when the man was not dead?
How he longed to go home, disclose himself, and run to earth that fearful fraud! How gladly he would do so, except that it would ruin his father's reputation. What would the public think of a man who had been so taken in by fraud, and had blazoned it to the world.