Helen surveyed him speculatively.
"If there is no danger, I can see no reason for it," she stated at length, with decision. "If there is danger you should warn a great many others."
"But if that warning might precipitate the danger?"
"Shall I go or stay?" she demanded, ignoring the equivocation.
Darrow considered.
"Stay," he decided at last. "I"ll bet more than my life that I"m right,"
he muttered. "Now," he continued, a trifle more briskly, "be prepared for fireworks. Unless I"m very much mistaken this little old town is going variously and duly to be stood on its head at odd times soon.
That"s the way I size it up. Don"t be frightened; don"t get caught unprepared. I think we"ve had the whole bag of tricks. At almost any moment we"re likely to be cut off from all electricity, all sound, or all light--never more than one at a time. I imagine we shall have ample warning, but perhaps not. In any case, don"t be frightened. It"s harmless in itself. Better stay home nights. You can rea.s.sure your friends if you want to; but on no account get my name in this. If I am quoted, it will do incalculable harm."
"Why not tell the public that it is harmless?" demanded Helen. "Think of the anxiety, the accidents, the genuine terror it would save."
Darrow rose slowly to go. He walked quite deliberately over to Helen, and faced her for a moment in silence.
"Helen," he said impressively at last, "I have talked freely with you because I felt I could trust you. Believe me, I know the exigencies of this case better than you do; and you must obey me in what I say. I am speaking very seriously. If you allow your sympathies to act on the very limited knowledge you possess, you will probably bring about incalculable harm. We walk in safety only while we stick to the path. If you try to act in any case on what your judgment or your sympathies may advise, and without consulting me, you may cause the city, the people, and all that you know or care for to be blotted out of existence. Do you understand?
Do you believe me?"
"I understand; I believe you," repeated the girl a trifle faintly.
Darrow left without further ceremony. Helen stood where he had left her on the rug, staring after him, a new expression in her eyes. She had known Percy Darrow for many years. Always she had appreciated his intellect, but deprecated what she had considered his indolence, his softness of character, his tendency to let things drift. For the first time she realized that not invariably do manners make the man.
CHAPTER XIV
THE FEAR OF DANGER
Before leaving the house, Darrow summoned Jack Warford.
"Come on, old bulldog," said he. "You"re to live with me a while now. The game is closing down."
"Bully," said Jack. "I"ll pack a suit case."
"Have it done for you, and sent down to my place. We must hustle for the Atlas Building now."
"What"s doing?" asked Jack, as they boarded a surface car.
"Absolutely nothing--for some time perhaps. But we must be ready. And the waiting will be amusing, I promise you that."
When they arrived at the Atlas Building, Darrow was surprised to find Simmons already in charge of the office.
"Thought you were on night duty," said he.
"I am," replied Simmons curtly. "But judging by what you said this morning, I considered I"d better be on the job myself."
"Good boy," approved Darrow. "I see I"ve made no mistake in you. Just stick it out twelve hours more, and we"ll have it settled. Anything more?"
Simmons thrust a message across the table.
Darrow took it quite calmly. At this moment Hallowell entered.
"What time did this come?" asked Darrow, nodding to the reporter.
"At twelve thirty."
Darrow nodded twice with great satisfaction.
Then quite deliberately he unfolded the paper and perused its contents.
Without change of expression he handed it to Hallowell. The latter read aloud:
"TO THE PEOPLE: A traitor is among you--one who has betrayed you, one and all, but whom you cherish to your bosoms as a viper. I, who am greater than you all, have laid my commands upon him, and he has seen fit to disobey. He is now in hiding among you. This man must be produced. I would not willingly hara.s.s you, but this, my will, must be carried out. If he is not found by six to-morrow a sign will be sent to you that you may believe. I am patient, but I must be obeyed."
"Now, what do you think of that!" cried Hallowell. "He doesn"t even mention the name of his friend to the dear people who are to hunt him down! Fine dope!"
Darrow"s face expressed a sleepy satisfaction. He stretched his arms and yawned.
"You might supply the deficiency," he suggested. "Well," he remarked to Jack, "that settles it. Everything"s running like a catboat in a fair wind. He"s in communication with us; he is gaining confidence in his inflated imaginary importance; we are to have a continuance of his peculiar activities; and we can put our hands on him at a moment"s notice."
"What!" shouted Hallowell and Jack Warford, leaping to their feet.
"Where is he?" demanded the reporter.
"How do you know?" cried Jack.
Simmons, his head-piece laid aside, looked up at him in silent curiosity.
"It is sufficient for now that I do know," smiled Darrow. "As for how I know, that last wireless proved it to me."
All three men immediately bent over the message for a detailed perusal.
After a minute"s scrutiny, Hallowell looked up in disappointment.
"Too many for me," he confessed. "What is there in that?"
But Darrow shook his head.
"I play my own game," was all the explanation he would vouchsafe.
"You may as well knock off, old man," he told Simmons. "I don"t think there"ll be anything more doing to-night; and it doesn"t matter if there is. Tell your other man to jot down anything from that sending, if any comes. Now," he turned to Hallowell, "I want to see your managing editor."
The three took the subway to City Hall Square. The managing editor received Darrow with much favor as the vehicle of a big scoop brought in far enough ahead of going to press to permit of ample time for its development.
"Now, Mr. Curtis," said Darrow to this man, "this is going to be an interesting week for you. Here"s your last exclusive despatch. From to-morrow morning every paper in town will naturally get every wireless that comes in."
"H"m," observed Curtis, reading the despatch. "What next?"