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at the table too, and satisfy yourselves there is no trickery. I
his forefinger. So that it was the Psychologist himself who sent
saw the lever turn. I am absolutely certain there was no
ghost for a second perhaps, as an eddy of faintly glittering
brass and ivory; and it was gone--vanished! Save for the lamp
the table was bare.
`Well?' he said, with a reminiscence of the Psychologist. Then,
`Certainly,' said the Time Traveller, stooping to light a spill

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