She said nothing but
I fancied I saw a smile of satisfaction as she settled back into
the cushions. She was deliberately going back along the very road
by which she had led us out. It had been an elaborate means of
wasting our time.
She did not have the satisfaction, however, of shaking us off, for
we followed all the way back to the hotel and saw her go in. Then
Kennedy placed the car where we had it before and left the driver
with instructions to follow her regardless of time if she should
come out again.
Surely, I reasoned, there must be something very queer going on,
if they were all it to eliminate us and Norton. What had happened
to him?
Kennedy hastened back to the campus, late as it was, there to
start anew. Norton was not in his quarters and, on the chance that
he might have sought to elude Whitney's detectives by doing the
unexpected and going to the Museum, Kennedy walked over that way.
There was nothing to indicate that anybody had been at the Museum,
but, as we passed our laboratory, we could hear the telephone
ringing inside, as though some one had been trying to get us for a
long time.
Kennedy opened the door and switched on the lights. Waiting only
long enough to jam the receiver down into place on the telescribe,
he answered the call.
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