“Not yet, but soon,” grinned Tim. “We think we’ve learned the identity of ‘Mr. Seven.’ Both you and Ralph have seen him. Take a good look at that picture over there and tell us what you think.”
The newcomers scanned the printed likeness of Grenville Ford with critical eyes.
“That’s ‘Mr. Seven’ without a doubt,” said the chief copyreader and Ralph added his agreement.
“Then you’d better start for the valley at once,” said Carson.
“You might tell us a little about it,” suggested the veteran head of the copy desk.
“You’ll hear full details when the story breaks,” cried Tim as he headed for the stairs.
He took the best of the cars which the News owned for the trip, a powerful coupe capable of high speed and standing lots of abuse on the rough roads of the Cedar valley.
He swung in front of the News building, just as the others came down from the editorial office.
“I’ll take you home,” he called.
“I’ve got my car,” replied the managing editor.