"Oh, Mr. Jameson, I've discovered the Clutching Hand papers," she began, more and more excited.
"Have you read them?" came back the voice quickly.
"No—shall I?"
"Then don't unseal them," cautioned the voice. "Put them back exactly as you found them and I'll tell Mr. Kennedy the moment I can get hold of him."
"All right," nodded Elaine. "I'll do that. And please get him—as soon as you possibly can."
"I will."
"I'm going out shopping now," she returned, suddenly. "But, tell him
I'll be back—right away."
"Very well."
Hanging up the receiver, Elaine dutifully replaced the papers in the box and returned the box to its secret hiding place, pressing the spring and sliding the panel shut.
A few minutes later she left the house in the Dodge car.