No word
came, however, and the hours of suspense seemed to drag
interminably.
"You're pretty well acquainted on the STAR?" Garrick asked me at
last, after we had been sitting in a sort of mournful silence
wondering whether those on the other side might not be stealing a
march on us.
"Why, yes, I know several people there," I replied. "Why do you
ask?"
"I was just thinking of a possible plan of campaign that might be
mapped out to bring these people from under cover," he remarked
thoughtfully. "Do you think you could carry part of it through?"
I said I would try and Garrick proceeded to unfold a scheme which
he had been revolving all day. It consisted of as ingenious a
"plant" as I could well imagine.
"You see," he outlined, "if you could go over to the Star office
and get them to run off a few copies of the paper, after they are
through with the regular editions, I believe we can get the Chief
started and then all we should have to do would be to follow him
up--or someone who would lead us to him.
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