Chapter 18

Once again the two men staggered down the passage with their load, while Blackton glanced at his watch. Just a quarter of an hour to put through--before things happened. He closed the door again, and once more his guttural voice was raised in wordy argument for the benefit of any possible audience. And in the intervals when he ceased only the faint ticking broke the silence. Everything had gone without a hitch, but there were still one or two small things to be done. And the first of these showed the amazing a…