“What did you say, Mr. Hunter?—Larry, I mean,” she inquired.
“N—nothing,” he replied uneasily.
“Fibber!” said Diane. “I heard you the first time!”
“Just wait till I get out of this darned suit!” said Larry.
“I guess I can wait that long!” she told him.
And if Professor Stevens heard any of this, it went in one ear and out the other, for he was thinking what a report he would have to make to his confrères when they got home—particularly with half a boatload of assorted idols for proof.
He pressed the tiny switch in the flame-tool’s handle just as Arlok came through the door
By Hal K. Wells