"I believe you are Mr. William Windsor, a leading representative of the Herald-Sun."
"True. And you are Mr. Cain—the mysterious Mr. Cain!"
The tall young man smiled pleasantly.
"Yes. In fact, I think the 'mysterious' is due to you. But Mr. Windsor——"
"Just call me Bill."
"——I believe that you are desirous of admission to the Tower."
"I've done my best to get in."
"I am going to offer you the facts you want about it, provided you will publish them only with my permission."
"Thanks!" Bill agreed. "You can trust me."
"I have a reason. Trainor's Tower was built for a purpose. That purpose is going to require some publicity very shortly. You are better able to supply that publicity than any other man in the world."