in politics--except in a
different sense! I guess you had to let him go. How to get him back,
is the question. He's certainly off the map as Amidon: turned me down
when I tried to get him up here, with the air of a bank president
dealing with a check-raiser; and yet, the way he rose to the lure of
getting evidence in this lawsuit of his shows that he's as sharp as
ever in business. What's likely to be the result if he's allowed to go
in this way, Professor?"

"Nopody gan say," said the professor. "He may go on as Brassfield for
anodder fife years or more. He may vake up as Amidon to-morrow
morning. Propoply he vill geep on intefinitely, aggumulating
spondulix, and smashing hearts, unless ve gan pinch him some vay."

"Oh, we must get him back!" said Madame le Claire. "We _must_!"

"In te interests off science," said the professor, "id vould pe
tesiraple to allow him to go on as Brassfield ant note results. Ve haf
alreaty optained some faluaple data in the fact of his attempt to buy
the destimony of our frient the chutche, and his gontemptuous treatment
of me as a con man. He didn't seem to remember us at all. Should ve
not allow de gase to go on a vile? Supliminally gonsidered, it vill be
great stuff!"

"No!" exclaimed the judge. "It ain't safe. He'll be running for
mayor, and doing a lot of things to make him trouble when he does come
to. We've got to surround him somehow; and he's a wary bird."

"Anyway," said the professor, "I should like to opsairve the result of
a meeting with Clara. In his short Brassfield states he saw her, ant
her only. Vill he remember her clearly, or how? How vill dis mind of
his coordinate te tisgonnected views of her, with te rest of his vorld?
It ought to pe vorked out."

"Well," said the judge, "I don't owe science much. I'm against any
experiments. Can't some one suggest something to do? Is it feasible
to kidnap him?"

"Let me suggest something," said Madame le Claire hesitatingly. "In
his Brassfield state he seemed to--to like me very much. In affairs
concerning--that is, affairs relating to women--he seems less wary, to
use Judge Blodgett's word, than he is on other lines. Maybe I
could--could induce him to come. It seems a sort of--of questionable
thing to do; but----"

"Questionable!" cried the judge, "questionable! Why, not at all. We
must try it. I'll risk it!"

"If ve are to gif up te itea of vorking out the gase," acquiesced the
professor, "v