Pratt glowered at him with keen, contemptuous glance. "You look as if you'd been drawn through a knot-hole. What happened to you?" As Clarke did not reply to this he took another line of inquiry. "About this sitting, what was the upshot?"
"It was a very remarkable test-sitting, and seemed to make a profound impression. The conditions were severe—"
"Why was I left out? That's what I want to know."
"That's what puzzles me. McLeod, who promised us never to have a circle without you, insisted on the sitting there—"
"How do you know he did? Did he write or speak to you?"
"No—he impressed the psychic."
"I don't trust that girl in such a house. Did you talk with Weissmann about heading the committee?"
"Yes, but"—he hesitated—"they both insisted that if they took the matter up both of us must be excluded."
Pratt bristled. "And you consented to that?"
"I did not. I insisted that the sittings take place here and that we be present. They would not listen to that, so I think I'll go ahead on my programme and decide upon the personnel of the committee afterwards."