Blackstone

The house was jammed, and my act had been going over rather well.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, I am going to show you a new and miraculous escape.

This is the first time that a trick of this type has ever been shown on any stage.

I thank you.

Rhoda, Steve, will you wheel on the glass tank, please?

Now, if you will bear with me for just a moment, ladies and gentlemen, there will be wheeled in front of you a glass tank.

Music, maestro, please.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, look at the tank.

It's constructed of plate glass, except for all the edges, which are of solid steel.

I will have my assistants tie me up tightly with bands of rawhide.

Then they will place me in the tank, close the lid, padlock it, and allow the tank to fill with water.

Rhoda?

Give Steve the rawhide thongs and have him pass among the audience for their examination.

Ladies and gentlemen, Rhoda will now pass among you with the padlock with which the tank will be locked.

Examine it carefully, for I want you to see that this is not trickery, but magic.

What's the matter, Rhoda?

Why don't you go down into the audience?

There's an act going on, Rhoda.

Your personal feelings for Dagan can wait until after the show.

Then we'll settle it.