Lydia-My-Lovely was aghast. Waldo, revealed that he was talking to dead soldiers during their benefit show. Spiritualism was an old act, but Waldo never claimed to have “abilities”.
“Waldo, you ain’t no charlatan?”
“Well, I’m in communication – think of the comfort to Mums and Dads.”
“You hear the dead?”
“I hear Jim—“
Waldo opened the closet and there sat a young man with wired pads on his ears and a wireless set.
“Not a bad chat with some heroes, eh Mr. Waldo?” Jim grinned.
“Great Jim, but you gotta stay hidden.”
A con.
Lydia-My-Lovely would have preferred the dead.
“Waldo, you ain’t no charlatan?”
“Well, I’m in communication – think of the comfort to Mums and Dads.”
“You hear the dead?”
“I hear Jim—“
Waldo opened the closet and there sat a young man with wired pads on his ears and a wireless set.
“Not a bad chat with some heroes, eh Mr. Waldo?” Jim grinned.
“Great Jim, but you gotta stay hidden.”
A con.
Lydia-My-Lovely would have preferred the dead.
