"Thought what?"
"That because I told lies now I would not be an honest man when I grew up. But that isn't so. I shall be an honest man."
"Yes, but I hadn't spoken a word. How could you tell what I was going to say?"
"Oh, I dunno. I can often do that."
"Yes, you have done it before, but how do you do it? How do you know? Just guess at it?"
"No. It sort of comes—as if—well—just the usual way—only without the words waiting to be spoken. I guess it's natural enough."
"Natural enough! Why, it's most mysterious. Nobody else does it."
"Oh, p'r'aps lots of people do it. We don't know everybody."
"But if many people did it we should have heard about them. No, it's very mysterious. Why, Drowsy, I had just opened my lips to say your being such a liar now proves you will be a dishonest man and you said, before I uttered a word, 'No, it doesn't.'"
Cyrus smiled. "I guess it must be a sort of telegraphing without wires, like that man Marconi has just discovered."