No sooner were we alone than Kennedy tiptoed into the hall and
made sure that we were not watched. It was then the work of only a
few seconds to mount a ladder to a scuttle, unhook it, and gain
the roof.
There, dangling down from the dizzy height above, swayed the
twisted wire. He seized it, unrolled it some more, and sent me
downstairs to catch it, as he swung it over the edge of the roof
to one of our own windows. Then he rejoined me.
The other package, which had been heavier, consisted of another of
those mysterious boxes, as well as several dry cells. Quickly he
attached the wires to the box, placing the dry cells in the
circuit. Then he began adjusting the mechanism of the box. So far
I had only a vague idea of just what he had in mind, but gradually
it began to dawn on me.
It was perhaps half an hour, perhaps longer, after we had left the
Senorita, before, sure that everything was all right with his line
and the batteries which he had brought, Kennedy turned a little
lever that moved in a semicircle, touching one after another of a
series of buttons on the face of the cedar box, meanwhile holding
a little black disc from the back of the box to his ear as he
adjusted the thing.
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