"I wanted to see you?" quizzed Delmuth, incredulously.
"Yes, I received your telegram, telling me to be here — telling me that you had changed your mind — that you would let me have that paper I gave you — "
"I never sent you a telegram," Delmuth denied.
"Here it is."
Chadwick extended a sheet of yellow paper. Delmuth seized it angrily. He read it aloud.
Come to my Apartment this Evening Stop Important Stop Will make Agreement you wish Stop Do not reply Stop Come Stop
Delmuth was actually puzzled. His own name appeared at the bottom of the telegram, and the message had been sent from New York that afternoon.
What hoax was this? Why?
"You're going to play fair, aren't you?" pleaded Chadwick. "That telegram came from you. I played square with you. I gave you those certificates. I don't want them back. All I want is-"
"Your confession," interrupted Delmuth.