"
"Try to get an assignment to follow the case to the end,"
suggested Craig. "I think you'll find it worth while. Anyhow, this
will give you a chance for a breathing space, and, if I have this
thing doped out right, you won't get another for some time. I'll
meet you over in the laboratory in a couple of hours."
Craig hurried up the long flight of white-marble steps to the
library and disappeared, while I jumped on the subway and ran
downtown to the office.
It took me, as I knew it would, considerably over a couple of
hours to clear things up at the Star, so that I could take
advantage of a special arrangement which I had made, so that I
could, when a case warranted it, co-operate with Kennedy. My story
was necessarily brief, but that was what I wanted just now. I did
not propose to have the whole field of special-feature writers
camping on my preserve.
Uptown I hurried again, afraid that Kennedy had finished and might
have been called away. But when I reached the laboratory he was
not there, and I found that he had not been. Up and down I paced
restlessly. There was nothing else to do but wait. If he was
unable to keep his appointment here with me, I knew that he would
soon telephone.
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