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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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"Why
don't
you
break
in
the
door?"
asked
Frank,
looking
through
the
window
at
the
snow
storm
that
still
raged.
"I
thought
of
that,
Mr.
Rowley,
but
it
is
of
oak
and
very
thick.
Besides,
it
is
bound
with
steel
or
iron
straps
and
is
beyond
my
powers."
"Why
not
call
the
police?"
growled
Frank.
He
did
not
relish
the
idea
of
a
sixty
or
seventy
mile
drive
in
the
blizzard.
"Oh--no--no--no!"
Old
Thomas
was
panicky
at
the
suggestion.
"The
master
told
me
he'd
kill
me
if
I
ever
did
that."
Before
Frank
could
formulate
a
reply,
there
came
a
sharp
gasp
from
the
other
end
of
the
line,
a
wailing
cry
and
a
thud
as
of
a
falling
body;
then
silence.
All
efforts
to
raise
Leland's
number
merely
resulted
in
"busy"
or
"line
out
of
order"
reports.
Frank
Rowley
was
genuinely
concerned.
Though
he
had
never
been
a
close
friend
of
Leland's,
the
two
had
worked
on
many
a
knotty
problem
together
and
were
in
daily
contact
during
the
nearly
ten
years
that
the
other
man
had
worked
in
the
same
laboratory.
"Say,
Tommy,"
said
Frank,
replacing
the
receiver
and
turning
to
his
friend,
Arnold
Thompson,
who
sat
at
an
adjoining
desk,
"something
has
happened
out
at
Leland's
place
in
Sussex
County.
Want
to
take
a
drive
out
there
with
me?"
"What?
On
a
day
like
this?
Why
not
take
the
train?"
"Don't
be
foolish,
Tommy,"
said
Frank.
"The
place
is
eight
miles
from
the
nearest
station,
which
is
a
flag
stop
out
in
the
wilds.
And,
even
if
you
could
find
a
cab
there--which
you
couldn't--there
isn't
a
taxi
driver
in
Jersey
who'd
take
you
up
into
those
mountains
on
a
day
like
this.
No,
we'll
have
to
drive.
It'll
be
okay.
I've
got
chains
on
the
rear
and
a
heater
in
the
old
coupe,
so
it
shouldn't
be
so
bad.
What
do
you
say?"
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