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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?

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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