The Green Mouse
en Mous
bserved Smith, dryly, as Beekman Brown appe
g his way into the ticket line behind his friend where he could talk to him across hi
ght--of cou
client; I must b
rrible cheek to ke
rl," said Be
ance back at him ove
ind of
ry girl. She came o
usiness o
actly b
girl?" dem
ngly; but it
lking to her half an hour while I've s
--ah--winning personality had nothing whatever to do w
into the station. The young men stepped aboard, seate
dn't interest you?" suggested Smith in tones made
ust leaving the office to keep my appointment
aid that
l you what was on
an g
e had nothing to sell; she didn't want a position; she didn't ask for
l tell you. The card seemed to be an ordinary visiting card; but down i
-wh
mou
gre
clerk should come in, looking rather puzzled and silly, and should hand you a
ppose
ouched his handsome head with
expects you to receive her for a few moments.' I said: 'But what has this card with a green mouse on it got to do with that
you
ith the green mouse on it.... And I want to as
suppose," replied Smi
g. She en
obably forgot that," observed Smit
attractive in a merely superficial and physical sense, it was instantly evident from her speech and bearin
but Brown, a reminiscent smi
aking--so prettily in earnest, so grave. And
to the Home for Unem
d shutting up?
N
card. It seems, Smith, that there is a scientific society called The Green Mouse, composed of a few peop
misleading politeness, "what
ven that the earth is not only enveloped by those invisible electric currents which are now used instead of wires to carry teleg
nd of cu
ych
ircle th
llions of psychic currents passes through two, living, human entities of opposite sex; that, for example, all you have got to do to communicate with the person who is on the same
ro
ha
ice to tell you that so
s, and that somewhere, at some time, either here on earth or in some of the various future existences, this predes
and reflective
s that everybody owns one
es
ychic current whirlin
ur
young girl is a
e th
hold of my end of the wire
e that's
he's fo
they
y way to get a l
take her anyw
se I didn'
aughing for a few momen
ked out. She explained to me that The Green Mouse Society has just been formed, not only for the purpose of psychical research, but for applying practically and
ha
man, ready for marriage, goes to The Green Mouse and pays a fee. The Green Mouse sorts out, identifies, and intercepts the young man's own particular current, hitches his subconscio
ny sane person came to you in your office with a
ot even su
d she wa
s man who would volunteer to permit The Green Mouse Society to sort
to experime
unders
ot going to le
y n
hings--you don't, either--nobody does--but, all the same, you can't be perfe
t, and said it didn't matter what I believed. It seems that my name was chosen by chance--they opened the Telephone Directory at rando
r do it!" said S
s her to have a try why shouldn't she? Besides, I haven't the slightest inte
ay that you told
"And she thanked me very prettil
what did
d a littl
ut w
es over everybody at times--the sudden conviction that everything that you s
, y
sychic wire, and that repetitions from some previous incarnation were not unusual, pa
feeling that it has all happened before, the--the p
my pretty info
ith, "is this p
mission to wit
ask you to
e as reference for future clients if The Gr
did yo
all in love with and pay court to any living specimen of human woman I'd cheerfully admit it from the hous
oth la
p his suitcase. "Here's our station, and we'd better hustle or we'l
ld I," said