"Yes. But she isn't there!"
"What?" It electrified Alan. "Not there!" He gripped Charlie. "What do you mean?"
"Don't! You hurt!" The lad jerked away.
"Sorry, Charlie! But hush, you make too much noise!"
"All right. But you hurt me. The girl isn't up there."
"Why in Heaven's name didn't you say so long ago? Where is she?"
Charlie gestured to the window. "Over there—in the laboratory. They took her over there—just before I went to let you in."
"They? Who?"
"The doc. And the Indian. That's Uncas, as we call him. Uncas was a Mohican—you know that."