ABSTRACT
This chapter describes the evil genius carrying out his boast in few adventures. Imagine a young man, Tom, bright today as he was yesterday, approaching a table where yesterday he had seen a bowl of flowers. The evil genius attempts to deceive. He tries to mislead Tom into thinking what is not. The evil genius is to create a world of illusions. The evil genius was, however, all too human. The evil genius was amused. He smiled inwardly and rippled in a shallow humor. The evil genius was now sorely tried. He had his make-believe, but he also had his pride. The evil genius was now diction-deep in explanations and went on. In the first place let the author assure people that these are not flowers. The evil genius, discomfited, rode off on a corpuscle. He had failed. He took to an artery, made haste to the pineal exit, and was gone.
