About the table, examining the Planchette contrivance, were four persons.
Aunt Mildred stirred briskly and looked up from the Planchette board.
Aunt Mildred nodded, and stood with her hand on Planchette; while the rest formed about her in a silent and expectant circle.
A mild concern showed in her face as she observed the movement of her hand and heard the scratching of the pencil-point at the apex of Planchette.
"An atmosphere of levity does not conduce to the best operation of Planchette."
"I never knew Planchette to behave so outrageously.
"A certain befitting gravity should grace the occasion," Chris agreed, placing his hand on Planchette. "Let me try.
At once his hand had started off, and Planchette was moving swiftly and smoothly across the paper.
"I have had such wonderful tests with Planchette," Mrs.
"I knew," Chris answered, "and it was I that operated Planchette. The explanation is simple."
"Let Miss Story try Planchette. There may be a further message."