The ultimate show demanded the ultimate in showmanship—now if only Mr. Sims could measure up! To Mr. Sims, it seemed as though they had walked along a hundred corridors, and as he followed Mr. Hoode, he felt as though he were taking the last walk to the gallows or the electric chair. When the director finally led him outside, Mr. Sims realized with a slight twinge of fear that he hadn't really expected to see daylight again. They were in the rich, rolling parkland at the rear of the palace and w