We sat dazed.
Farrington seemed nervous and ill at ease. Mrs. Popper, who had
not recovered from the hysterical condition of her exposure, with
difficulty controlled her emotion. Vandam was crushed.
"I have not only arranged this laboratory so as to reproduce Mrs.
Popper's seance-room," began Craig afresh, "but I have had the
cabinet placed in relatively the same position a similar cabinet
occupies in Mr. Vandam's private seance-room in the Vandam
mansion.
"One night, Mr. Jameson and myself were visiting Mr. Vandam. At
precisely twelve-thirty we heard most unaccountable rappings from
that cabinet. I particularly noted the position of the cabinet.
Back of it ran a hallway. That is duplicated here. Back of this
cabinet is a hallway. I had heard of these rappings before we
went, but was afraid that it would be impossible for me to catch
the ghost red handed. There is a limit to what you can do the
first time you enter a man's house, and, besides, that was no
time to arouse suspicion in the mind of anyone. But science has a
way out of every dilemma. I determined to learn something of
these rappings."
Craig paused and glanced first at Farrington, then at Mrs.
Popper, and then at Mr. Vandam.
"Mr. Jameson," he resumed, "will escort the doctor, the
inspector, Mr.
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