* * * * *
Street reversed the dial on his gun and shot the director a second
time. Quickly, he stirred from his paralysis.
"Sorry I had to do that, Director," Street said, "but I could see you
were about to strangle me with naked hands. The important thing was to
fix the idea firmly in your mind that I was Baker. If you thought I
was, you would have to realize that you couldn't be."
"I do," the director said miserably as he climbed to his feet and
dusted off his breeches. "But if I'm not Baker and you're not Baker,
who is Baker?"
"Director, just as telling your stories and hearing my answers to them
cured you of believing you were Baker, the events of this story are
designed to make someone remember the true identity of Baker--that very
person who now believes in a different personality of his own."
"Who is this person who is really Baker?" the director asked.
"_The person who is now reading this story_," Street said.