And the unknown woman rang off.
Verbeck whirled to the others, speaking rapidly, starting back across the room toward the table. With Muggs and Riley beside him, he went down on his knees to investigate the center leg. Riley was the fortunate one. An exclamation of disgust escaped him.
“Boobs! Boobs! That’s what we are! A common, everyday dictograph disk! And we never thought of it! Look!”
He pointed to the bit of metal.
[CHAPTER XXI—THE END OF THE WIRE]
“Follow the wire!”
The unknown woman’s words seemed to ring in Verbeck’s head.
“We must decide instantly,” he said. “Shall we follow the wire or remain here and await an alarm?”
“Follow the wire!” Riley advised. “That woman is one of the Black Star’s gang that’s turned against him. She’s tipped us off right, and I’ll bet on it! It’s only a few minutes after midnight. It shouldn’t take us long. Dictograph! Huh! No wonder he knew everything we said. Poor boobs!”
“Do we go alone, or take the police?” Verbeck asked.