Chapter 1. The Great Hanlon
_ CHAPTER I. THE GREAT HANLON
"You may contradict me as flat as a flounder, Eunice, but that won‘t alter the facts. There is something in telepathy--there is something in mind-reading--"
"If you could read my mind, Aunt Abby, you‘d drop that subject. For if you keep on, I may say what I think, and--"
"Oh, that won‘t bother me in the least. I know what you think, but your thoughts are so chaotic--so ignorant of the whole matter--that they are worthless. Now, listen to this from the paper: ‘Hanlon will walk blindfolded--blindfolded, mind you --through the streets of Newark, and will find an article hidden by a representative of The Free Press.‘ Of course, you know, Eunice, the newspaper people are on the square--why, there‘d be no sense to the whole thing otherwise! I saw an exhibition once, you were a little girl then； I remember you flew into such a rage because you couldn‘t go. Well, where was I? Let me see--oh, yes--‘Hanlon--‘ H‘m--h‘m-

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