"Cudgel your brains a bit, gentlemen," he chided good-humouredly.
"You will soon see my drift. This is one of those occasions when
the psychic elements involved are such that, without doubt, it
were best if you reacted naturally to whatever may happen.
"Now you will note that I have made a drawing of the Blind Spot
region; also certain calculations which will explain themselves.
"Moreover, I have written out the combination to my laboratory
safe in my house in Berkeley. The green stone is there. Bertha
will help, as soon as she understands that it is my wish; no
explanation will be needed.
"You may leave the rest to me, young gentlemen. Act as through you
had no notion that I was down below the Spot. I shall be merely
experimenting a bit with that circle of jewels, to see if the
phenomena which affected the Aradna cannot be repeated. I fancy it
was not mere accident, but rather the working of a 'period.'"
He said no more about this, except to comment that he hoped to get
into direct communication with Hobart Fenton before midnight
should arrive. However, he did say, in an irrelevant sort of
manner:
"Oh, by the way--do either of you happen to recall which direction
the house at Chatterton Place faces?"
"North," replied Harry and Chick, almost in the same breath.
"Ah yes. Well, the temple faces south. Can you remember that?"
They thought they could.
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