It must have been a very curious circumstance, said Mr Lascelles after awhile, that made you chuse to be a magician. Miss Gray was eighteen years old and lived with herguardians in Whitby. He played music. Well, what do you say? Willyou go? Strange frowned.
However after he had walked about for an hour or two hecame to the conclusion that the fault was not in him, but in Brussels itself. He forgot he was a magician. Scattered about among the dead and the dying were the greatearthen hands he had created. He stared down at the vision m the silverdish with a grim expression.
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