Herb had brought a pair of ear phones with him, and he and Jimmy connected their phones in series, so that they could both listen at the same time.
They had hardly got settled when they heard the resonant tones of the announcer.
“Mr. Robert Layton will ask a number of conundrums, the answers to come later.” So spoke the announcer.
Herb and Jimmy gazed at each other open-mouthed.
“Wh-what did he say?” gasped Jimmy, at length. “Did you hear it the same as I did, Herb?”
“He said Robert Layton, all right!” exclaimed Herb. “What do you suppose——” But here he was interrupted by the well known voice of their friend.
“Give me a pencil!” exclaimed Herb. “I’ll guess those before the answers come, or die trying. We can’t let Bob get away with this altogether.”
“I should say not!” agreed Jimmy, as Herb started scribbling furiously. “I can’t believe yet 213 that it’s really Bob talking. How do you suppose he ever got on the programme?”
Herb shook his head without stopping his writing, and at last had all the riddles written down.
“Never mind the rest of the programme,” he said. “We’ll try to solve these things first.”