Hicks--the idea! I couldn't stand it; I was getting boiled to death in my own bile.
On the fourth night temptation came, and I was not strong enough to resist.

When I had gazed at the disk awhile I pretended to be sleepy, and began to nod.

Straightway came the professor and made passes over my head and down my body and legs and arms, finishing each pass with a snap of his fingers in the air, to discharge the surplus electricity; then he began to "draw" me with the disk, holding it in his fingers and telling me I could not take my eyes off it, try as I might; so I rose slowly, bent and gazing, and followed that disk all over the place, just as I had seen the others do.

Then I was put through the other paces.

Upon suggestion I fled from snakes; passed buckets at a fire; became excited over hot steamboat-races; made love to imaginary girls and kissed them; fished from the platform and landed mud-cats that outweighed me--and so on, all the customary marvels.