They did not speak. Van Amberg was evidently busy with the mystifications in which Babbing had involved him; and Barney was preparing himself for the examination which he expected to face when he returned to Babbing’s desk. He found the Chief saying to Archibald: “He can get in to fix the electric lights. Plant it by telephone first. Have him search for evidences of experiments in germ cultures. Look at his books, too. Medical books. Go ahead.”
Archibald went out. Barney waited. Babbing looked at him over his glasses. “Well, anything wrong with Van Amberg?”
“I did n’t see anything, Chief?”
“Did you notice that he said there was nothing whatever the matter with his nephew?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Do you remember what Harper said about the boy?”
“Yes, sir.”
“What was it?”
