In the patio, she turned sharply to avoid a group gathered around Galpy, who, with a patch over one eye, was trying to impart some news between gasps.
“Got it from the bulletin board of La Liberdad,” he cried. “Killed; body gone; devil to pay all over the place.”
“What’s that?” demanded the Unspeakable Perk, running out, coatless and goggleless.
“There’s been another riot, and Dr. Luther Pruyn is killed,” explained Sherwen.
“Who says so?”
“Bulletin board—La Liberdad—just saw it,” panted Galpy.
“Nonsense! It’s a bola.”
“The whole city is ringing with it. They say it was a plot to get him out of the way to stop quarantine. The Foreign Office is buzzing with inquiries, and Puerto del Norte is burning up the wires.”
“Puerto del Norte! How did they hear?”
“Telephone, of course. I hear Wisner is coming up,” said Sherwen.