"
"I suppose you know what you're talking about," said Jack resignedly. "I
don't."
"You don't need to, yet. But here's what I mean. If my theory is correct,
we are likely to be surprised still further."
Jack ruminated; then his engaging young face lighted up with a smile.
"All right," said he; "I'm enlisted for the war. What have you got to do
with it?"
"I'll explain this much," said Darrow; "more I'll not tell at present,
even to you. If one breath should get out that any one suspected--well,
this is a man-hunt."
"Who's the man?"
"An enemy of McCarthy."
"Whom you are going to find for him?"
"Perhaps."
"And you were putting up that job for me as part of your pay!"
Percy Darrow smiled slowly.
"As all of my pay--from McCarthy," said he. "I was just bedeviling him."
Jack Warford started to say something, but the scientist cut him short.
"This is bigger than McCarthy," he said decisively. "We are the only
people in this city who suspect a human origin of these phenomena. Other
men are yet working, and will continue to work, on the supposition that
they are the results of some unbalanced natural conditions. The phenomena
are, as yet, harmless. It will not greatly injure the city, once it is
prepared, to be without electricity or without sound for limited periods.
I doubt very much whether the Unknown can continue these phenomena for
longer than limited periods.
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