Baxter?"
"Not in the least," said Laurie.
"Well, then, you passed into trance about five minutes--"
"_What?_"
"You passed into trance about five minutes past six; you came out of
it five minutes ago."
"Trance?" gasped Laurie.
"Certainly. A very deep and satisfactory trance. There is nothing to
be frightened of, Mr. Baxter. It is an unusual gift, that is all. I
have seldom seen a more satisfactory instance. May I ask you a
question or two, sir?"
Laurie nodded vaguely. He was still trying hopelessly to take in what
had been said.
"You nearly passed into trance a little earlier. May I ask whether you
heard or saw anything that recalled you?"
Laurie shut his eyes tight in an effort to think. He felt dimly rather
proud of himself.
"It was quite short. Then you came back and looked at Lady Laura. Try
to remember."
"I remember thinking I had heard a sound."
The medium nodded.
"Just so," he said.
"That would be the third," said Lady Laura, nodding sagely.
"Third what?" said Laurie rather rudely.
No one paid any attention to him.
"Now can you give any account of the last hour and a half?" continued
the medium tranquilly.
Laurie considered again.
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