“Granted that Tony, by his start, provided the link between ‘Louise’ and himself,” he said, “there is still one thing to explain.”
“What is that?”
“What made you connect the long straight road, and the trees, and the moonlight, with ‘Louise’?”
“Well,” I said, “that, of course, was a mere shot in the dark—a guess.”
The Convert smiled pityingly at me.
“You call it guessing. Do you know what I think it was?”
“No,” said I.
“Unconscious telepathy—you were influenced by ‘Antony’s’ thoughts.”
Is there any way of converting believers? What is a man to say?