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Madagascar Madness



        the attendant press coverage of sensational court proceedings. When
        the  corpse  of  a  hobo  sufficiently  resembling  me  turned  up  in  the
        morgue of the Grace Hospital in Detroit, it was a simple matter for
        me to fake an abdominal injury  and  put myself in  a yogic state of
        suspended animation long enough to get a doctor to certify my death.
        Then I made the switch in the middle of the night, changed some
        documents in the hospital office to show that the indigent’s body had
        been claimed by relatives, and left before daybreak.”
          Seidell shook his head slowly.
          “That is difficult to believe. And if it were true, why of all places
        would you choose to go to Madagascar?”
          Weiss took  another small  sip  from his cup  and put it down,  his
        hand slightly shaking. “To answer that we must go back in time to
        1918. Did you know I had starred in several films?”
          “You mean, do I know that Houdini was an actor in the movies?
        No,  my  memories  of  him  are  from  newsreels  and  magazines.  You
        must know that you do not resemble those images at all, sir.”
          The invalid grimaced.
          “There  is  something  to  be  said  for  dying  young  and  leaving  no
        photograph  of  oneself  as  an  old  man.  Yet  I  was  already  fifty-two
        years old when a camera last captured my face: my physical training
        kept  me  fit  and  youthful  well  into  middle  age.  It  had  to,  after  all,
        given the stunts I performed. And I had hopes…but I get ahead of
        myself. Do you remember any of the films of your childhood, before
        sound was added?”
          “No. I think they were gone before I ever got to a theatre. They’re
        obsolete.  Most  of  them  were  probably  melted  down  for  the  war
        effort.”
          “That’s too bad,” said Weiss. “Then you never had a chance to see
        The Master Mystery, the serial I made during the Great War.”
          Seidell  shook  his  head,  smiling.  “I’ve  seen  the  Lone  Ranger  and
        Flash Gordon serials. Was it like those, but no talking?”
          “I can’t say,” replied the old man. “But it probably doesn’t matter.
        The point is that one of the plot elements involved Madagascar.”
          The G.I.’s eyes widened.

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