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I CAREFULLY folded that important note and held it out to Trask. Though his back was still toward me, he seemed instantly aware of my action. Still without looking at me his hand came straight to it, received it, and deposited it in his pocket.
"I veritably believe you have eyes in the back of your head," I accused him.
He chuckled. "Ears are so much more serviceable than eyes," he responded.
"You are the only one I ever heard say that. Why?"
"They can observe almost as much as any pair of eyes, however keen, and they have the great advantage of not betraying what one feels or thinks about things."
"Yes, now that you mention it," I agreed, "eyes do give away thoughts and feelings a lot, don't they?"
"That's the general belief," he chuckled. "But evidently you haven't heard the mos
