Gregg was listening very acutely.
"But it is so," protested Arthur. "You didn't see him as I did. He was like nothing on earth—and then he began to work. Just like a motor starting. And then that noise began. I'm sure there's something inside him, something that goes wrong sometimes."
He was still a little sorry for the Clockwork man.
"That's my conviction," he gasped out, too excited and breathless for further speech.
"I think," said Gregg, with curious calmness, "I think we had better warn the police. He's likely to be dangerous."
THE MYSTERY OF THE CLOCKWORK MAN
I