“You realize—”
“You think that I am afraid, do you not?”
There was surprise in the tones of Blayson’s reply. “You don’t sound crazy, but—”
“But what other reason could I have had for destroying so much valuable equipment?”
He heard Lymer say, “Over a hundred thousand dollars’ worth. That cosmic ray collector cost at least that.”
A policeman’s voice: “You saw him, Mr. Lymer. Recognize him?”
“No, never saw him before in my life.”
Blayson shouted again, this time with unconcealed anger, “Come on out.”
“With pleasure. But first I should like to talk to you.”
“You’ll talk later.”