Hello! I seem to have started something! The wire down
on the floor has commenced to hum! Oh, I've got my eye on it, and
if anything--
Miss Dibble! Tell Herold to come! On the run! Quick! Did you?
Good! don't stop writing! I--
There's Chick! CHICK! How did you get here? What? YOU CAN'T SEE
ME! Why--
Chick! Listen! Listen, man! I've gone into the Blind Spot! Write
this down! The connection--
That's Herold! Herold, this is Chick Watson! Listen, now, you two!
The--the--I can hardly--it's from No. 4 to--to--to the ring--then--coil--
Both switches, Chick! Ah! I've--
NOTE BY MISS L. DIBBLE.--Just as Mr. Fenton made the concluding
remark as above, there came a loud crash, followed by the voice of
Mr. Herold. Then, there came a very loud clang from a bell; just
one stroke. After which I caught Mr. Fenton's voice:
"Herold--Chick can tell you what IT wants us to do--"
And with that, his voice trailed off into nothing, and died away.
As for Mr. Fenton himself, I am informed that he has utterly
disappeared; and in his stead there now exists a man who is known
to Dr. Hansen as Chick Watson.
XXVIII
THE MAN FROM SPACE
Before starting the conclusion of the Blind Spot mystery it may be
just as well for the two publicists who are bringing it to the
press to follow Hobart Fenton's example and go into a bit of
explanation.
The two men who wrote the first two parts were participants, and
necessarily writing almost in the present tense.
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