The last thing he said was, 'I'll get even! I'll take some
action!' and then he rang off. I think we'll hear something soon."
Instead of going out, Kennedy pulled out the several unsigned
letters we had collected, and began the laborious process of
studying the printing, analyzing it, in the hope that he might
discover some new clue.
XVI
THE EAR IN THE WALL
Perhaps an hour later our laboratory door was flung open suddenly,
and both Kennedy and I leaped to our feet.
There was Inez Mendoza, alone, pale and agitated.
"Tell me, Professor Kennedy," she cried, her hands clasped before
her in frantic appeal, "tell me--it isn't true--is it? He wasn't
there--no--no--no!"
She would have fainted if Craig had not sprung forward and caught
her in time to place her in our only easy-chair.
"Walter," he said, "quick--that bottle of aromatic spirits of
ammonia over there--the second from the left."
I handed it to him, and threw open the window to allow the fresh
air to blow in. As I did so one of the papers Kennedy had been
studying blew off the table, and, as luck would have it, fell
almost before her. She saw it, and in her hypersensitive condition
recognized it instantly.
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