CHAPTER XXVII

40.26 North, 73.58 West § I At about the time that Hilary Partington was brought aboard Peter Champion’s yacht, a red light glowed steadily in the vaults below Manhattan. The woman seated behind the long table did not stir. Then, uncannily: “Chief chemist,” came in Teutonic accent. “Speaking from airplane base.” “Explain your plan again. Head Centre, New York, understands the method but it is new to me.” “Certainly,” came a cheery reply. “The new T.N. Vapour is discharged through a…