CHAPTER XII

The Mysterious Ticking “You stand number one on my list, Ted Scott,” went on Mr. Bruin, “and you’ll have first choice of routes. That’s understood, is it, Steiner? Mr. Scott has his pick.” “Certainly,” assented the unhappy Steiner, ready to sink through the floor at the humiliation that the president of the corporation was unwittingly heaping upon him. “That’s awfully good of you, Mr. Bruin,” put in Ted. “I won’t take advantage of it by choosing the easiest. As a matter of fact, I want the most dangerous, because i…