“You pushed it!” he accused. “The test was unfair.”
“Why, the very idea,” chuckled Penny.
“Penny, please allow Mr. Gepper to conduct a true test,” reproved Mrs. Weems severely. “Let me try.”
Al Gepper, however, would have no more of the ouija board. Instead, he took a pad of white paper from his pocket. Seating Mrs. Weems at the kitchen table he requested her to write a message, which, without being shown to anyone in the room, was sealed in an envelope.
The medium pointedly requested Penny to examine the envelope to assure herself the writing could not be seen through the paper.
“You are satisfied that I have not read the message?” he asked.
“Yes,” Penny admitted reluctantly.
The medium took the envelope, ran his fingers lightly over it, and returned it still sealed to Mrs. Weems.
“If I am not mistaken, Madam, you wrote, ‘Is the spirit of my cousin in this room?’”
“Why, I did!” exclaimed Mrs. Weems. “Those were the exact words! How did you know?”