"There, there, there, he's got it up.
"Hush, he's got the money out and is reading the letter."
"He's smiling as he reads.
"We must open the door and rush, in now."
"Come, be quick and be quiet; you know he's chain lightning."
"The door's unlocked; now, all together, go!"
An instant later there was a flutter, and all was over. The great conjurer had at last performed an illusion that was not optical—an act not mentioned on the bill.
Applause. Curtain. Prison.