"I know," said Barney thoughtfully, "but the thing is obviously different from anything that we know today. Who knows how she works?"
"I give up."
Christine, who had been listening in an interested manner, said: "You fellers are the guys responsible for the ruckus that's been going on all over Lincoln Head?"
"I'm afraid so."
"Well, brother warlocks, unless you keep your activities under cover until they're worth mentioning, you'll both be due for burning at the stake."
"O.K., Chris," said Jim. "We'll not let it out."
"But how are you going to tinker up that transmitter-relay-receiver system?"
"We'll take it from here to Barney's place across the avenue and into his garage. That should do it."
"O.K., but now I'm going to bed."
"Shall we knock off, too?" asked Jim.