His voice was low and tense.
"I was there—yes—but the dagger was gone!"
XVII
THE VOICE FROM THE AIR
"Do you believe it?" I asked Kennedy, as the voices died away, leaving us with a feeling that some one had gone out of the very room in which we were.
He shrugged his shoulders and said nothing. But I cannot say that he seemed ill pleased at the result of the interview.
"We'll just keep this vocaphone in," he remarked. "It may come in handy some time. Now, I think we had better go back to the laboratory! Things have begun to move."
On the way back he stopped to telephone Norton to meet us and a few minutes after we arrived, the archaeologist entered.
Kennedy lost no time in coming directly to the point, and Norton could see, in fact seemed to expect and be prepared for what was coming.
"Well," exclaimed Kennedy, "you've done it, this time!"