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Updated: June 10, 2025


Late in the evening Annerly called me up on the telephone. "Come over at once to my lodgings," he said. "Q's phanogram is communicating with us." I hastened over, and arrived almost breathless. "Q has been here again," said Annerly, "and appeared in the same distress as before. A projection of him stood in the room, and kept writing with its finger on the table.

But Annerly, being a man of strict honour, never carried on these experiments alone except when it proved impossible to communicate with me in time for me to come. At other times he would call me up with the simple message, "Q is here," or would send me a telegram, or a written note saying, "Q needs money; bring any that you have, but no more."

"Do you believe in the supernatural?" he asked. I started as if I had been struck. At the moment when Annerly spoke of the supernatural I had been thinking of something entirely different. The fact that he should speak of it at the very instant when I was thinking of something else, struck me as at least a very singular coincidence. For a moment I could only stare.

"Your question is quite justified," said Annerly, "though I think I can answer with perfect accuracy that he first smiled, then stopped smiling and raised his hat, and then stopped raising his hat and passed on." "However," he continued, "the essential fact is this: on the day appointed for the wedding, Q and Miss M were duly married." "Impossible!" I gasped; "duly married, both of them?"

But the evidence was only too clear, that Annerly had been engulfed into the astral world, carrying with him the money for the transfer of which he had risked his mundane existence. The proof of his disappearance was easy to find. As soon as I dared do so with discretion I ventured upon a few inquiries.

I remember the date so precisely because it was my pay day, and I had received six sovereigns and ten shillings. I remembered the sum so exactly because I had put the money into my pocket, and I remember into which pocket I had put it because I had no money in any other pocket. My mind is perfectly clear on all these points. Annerly and I sat smoking for some time. Then quite suddenly

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