There were half a dozen of them, in all.
"I don't doubt," he concluded, "that all of them have been stolen.
But there are only two here that I can identify. They certainly
are clever at fixing them up. Look at all the parts they keep
ready for use. They could build a car, here."
"Yes," agreed Dillon, looking at the expensive "junk" that was
lying about. "There is quite enough to warrant closing the place,
only I suppose Garrick is right. That would defeat our own
purpose."
At last Garrick returned from his hurried trip down to the office.
I don't know what it was we expected him to bring, but I think we
were more or less disappointed when it proved to be merely a
simple oblong oak box with a handle.
He opened it and we could see that it contained in reality nothing
but a couple of ordinary dry cells, and some other paraphernalia.
There were two black discs, attached to a metal headpiece, discs
about two and a half inches in diameter, with a circular hole in
the centre of each, perhaps an inch across, showing inside what
looked like a piece of iron or steel.
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