“Dad, that sounds like the same station I heard yesterday!” Penny broke in. “Where can it be located?”
“I’d like to know myself.”
Penny glanced quickly at her father. His remark, she thought, had definite significance. Before she could question him, the strange jargon ceased. The deep baritone voice concluded in plain, slightly accented English: “This is the Voice from the Cave, signing off until tomorrow night. Stand by, Comrades!”
“That was no regular station,” Penny declared, puzzled. “But what was it?”
Mr. Parker reached over to turn off the panel switch. “It was an outlaw station,” he said quietly. “The authorities have been after it for weeks.”
“How did you learn about it?”
“Through various channels. Most outlaw radio stations can be traced quite easily by the use of modern radio-detecting devices. The enemy agent who operates this station is a particularly elusive fellow. Just when the police are sure they have him, he moves to another locality.”
Penny was silent a moment and then she said:
“You seem to know quite a bit about this mysterious Voice, Dad.”
“Naturally I’ve been interested in the case. If the police catch the fellow it will make a good story for the Star.”