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" know how all this strikes you," said Mr. Farr, turning suddenly upon Dr. Barrack.

"Well—it's interestin'," said Dr. Barrack, leaning forward upon his folded arms upon the table, and considering his words carefully.

"It's interestin'," he repeated. "I don't know how far you want to hear what I think about it. I'm rather a downright person."

Sir Eliphaz with great urbanity motioned him to speak on.

"There's been, if you'll forgive me, nonsense upon both sides."

He turned to Sir Eliphaz. "This Spook stuff," he said, and paused and compressed his lips and shook his head.

"It won't do.

"I have given some little attention to the evidences in that matter. I'm something of a psychologist—a doctor has to be. Of course, Sir Eliphaz, you're not responsible for all the nonsense you have been talking about sublimated bricks and spook dogs made of concentrated smell."

Sir Eliphaz was convulsed. "Tut, tut!" he said. "But indeed!"