I could not resist
looking into it from time to time as Kennedy worked.
I was scarcely able to control my excitement when, again, I saw
the same scene enacted on the sidewalk before the laboratory.
Hurriedly I looked at my watch. It was ten o'clock!
"Craig!" I cried. "Another!"
Instantly he was at my side, gazing eagerly. There was a second
innocent pedestrian lying on the sidewalk while a crowd, almost
panic-stricken, gathered about him.
We watched, almost stunned by the suddenness of the thing, until
finally, without a word, Kennedy turned away, his face set in
tense lines.
"It's no use," he muttered, as we gathered about him. "We're
beaten. I can't stand this sort of thing. I will leave to-morrow
for South America."
I thought Elaine Dodge would faint at the shock of his words
coming so soon after the terrible occurrence outside. She looked
at him, speechless.
It happened that Kennedy had some artificial flowers on a stand,
which he had been using long before in the study of synthetic
coloring materials. Before Elaine could recover her tongue, he
seized them and stuck them into a tall beaker, like a vase. Then
he deliberately walked to the window and placed the beaker on the
ledge in a most prominent position.
Elaine and Bennett, to say nothing of myself, gazed at him, awe-
struck.
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