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thought-reading. I introduced it into our evening
amusements, as if it were a game, employing the methods
of Bishop and his kind. Marie was suspicious. She
charged me with being a spiritualist; laughingly called
me a superstitious free-thinker; overwhelmed me with
abuse—in fact, used every means in her power to divert
my attention from practices the danger of which she
apparently anticipated. I pretended to give in, and
dropped hypnotism, but I resolved to make my attack
some time when she was off her guard.
The opportunity came one evening when we were sitting
alone in the dining-room, facing each other. I
gradually led the conversation to gymnastics. I succeeded in
interesting her so much that she became excited and,
compelled either by my will-power or the association of
ideas which I had aroused in her mind, she mentioned
massage. This suggested the pain caused by the
treatment, and remembering her own experience in this
connection she exclaimed—
“Oh yes, the treatment is certainly painful—I can feel
the pain now when I think of——”
She paused. She bowed her head to hide her pallor;
her lips moved as if she were anxious to change the
subject; her eyelids flickered. A terrible silence followed
which I prolonged as much as possible. This was the
train of thought which I had set in motion and guided,
full steam on, in the intended direction. In vain she
tried to put on the brake. The abyss lay before her;
she could not stop the engine. With a superhuman effort
she broke from the grip of my eyes and rushed out of
the room.
The blow had struck home.
She returned a few minutes later; her face had lost its
strained expression. Under pretence of demonstrating to
me the beneficial effect of massage, she came behind my
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