Walter, may I ask you
to leave me here in the laboratory undisturbed?"
I had some writing on my news story to do, and went into the room
next to the laboratory, where I was soon busily engaged tapping my
typewriter. Suddenly I became conscious of that feeling, which
Kennedy had hinted at, of being watched. Perhaps I had heard a
footstep outside and was not consciously aware of it. But, at any
rate, I had the feeling.
I stopped tapping the keys and wheeled unexpectedly about in my
chair. I am sure that I caught just a fleeting glimpse of a face
dodging back from the window, which was on the first floor.
Whose face it was I am not prepared to assert exactly. But there
was a face, and the fleeting glimpse of the eyes and forehead was
just enough to give me the impression that they were familiar,
without enabling me to identify them. At any rate, the occurrence
made me feel decidedly uncomfortable, especially after the warning
letters that we had all received.
I sprang to my feet and ran to the door. But it was too late. The
intruder had disappeared. Still, the more I thought about it, the
more determined I was to try to verify an indistinct suspicion, if
possible. I put on my hat and walked hurriedly over to the office
of the registrar.
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