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itself to yours. You are probably not aware that yours and mine are the only two civilizations in existence."

Danny now decided, instincts or no instincts, to rid himself of the polite Mr. Smith as quickly as possible. However, the man did mention that he could prove himself. He would ask for proof, and then toss him out. "You said that you could prove yourself. I think now is a good time for you to do so."

Tom Smith grinned. "Can you hear me now?" He asked, only he didn't move his lips.

"Yes, but a good ventriloquist can do that," Danny answered.

"Can a good ventriloquist do this?" As he spoke, he disappeared from sight. "I am now invisible to you. People of my entity can travel across great distances in time and physical measure effortlessly. This, plus our ability to assume any shape and mass we find convenient, is the chief difference between us and you." Tom Smith became visible again. Still sitting in the big leather chair, he said, "Touch my arm. Do you feel it?"

Danny, a man used to having curves thrown to him by unusual people, still suspected an illusion of some kind. Tom Smith may be a pro. Maybe he was sent here to discredit me. More than one person walking around today would love to do that, he well knew. Cautiously, he touched Tom's elbow. "Yes, I feel your arm."

"Very well, remove it and when you do, I will be standing by the window."

Danny looked right into his guest's eyes as he removed his hand. Tom's eyes disappeared. As Danny blinked, Tom was already standing by the window. Tom said, "Now, I do not want to scare you. I would like to hold your hand with mine and, as I do, cause my hand to disappear. We will speak to one another and look at each other and you will be holding air where you were grasping my hand. Can you do this?"

Danny was frightened, and somewhat bewildered, but he was a salty old veteran who didn't rattle easily. He rose from his chair and met Tom at the window. Hell, he reasoned, if Nixon couldn't get the best of me, Tom Smith certainly will not. Looking Tom in the eye, he answered, "Okay, let's do it."

Tom smiled. "Very good, Danny, and I agree with you about Nixon. If you held your own with him, you have nothing to fear from me.

"I didn't think that out loud! Danny almost shouted.

"No, you didn't. You thought it. I can cause you to hear my thoughts and I can hear yours. Tom's lips did not move as he "said" this.

Ever the pro, a very rattled Danny said, "Well, let's shake hands."

Tom used a very soothing voice and told him, "Okay.

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