Craig stopped the boy who was about to announce us and asked for
Bennett's secretary instead, much to my astonishment.
The boy merely indicated the door of one of the other private
offices, and we entered.
We found the secretary, hard at work at the typewriter, copying a
legal document. Without a word, Kennedy at once locked the door.
The secretary rose in surprise, but Craig paid no attention to
him. Instead he calmly walked over to the machine and began to
examine it.
"Might I ask--" began the secretary.
"You keep quiet," ordered Kennedy, with a nod to me to watch the
fellow. "You are under arrest--and the less you say, the better
for you."
I shall never forget the look that crossed the secretary's face.
Was it the surprise of an innocent man?
Taking the man's place at the machine, Kennedy removed the legal
paper that was in it and put in a new sheet. Then he tapped out,
as we watched:
BE AT HEADQUARTERS AT 12. DESTROY THIS IMMEDIATELY
TINCTURE OF IODINE
THREE PARTS OF---
This is his contention:--whereas TRUTH is the only goal and MATTER
is non-existent--
T T T T
"Look, Walter," he exclaimed as he drew out the paper from the
machine.
I bent over and together we compared the T's with those in the
Clutching Hand letter, the paper from the bomb and the letter
which Craig had taken from Elaine's desk.
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