Chapter 43

"I want you," Peterson was saying, "to send this message that I have written down to that number--using this gentleman's voice." They came into his line of vision, and the new arrival stared at him curiously. But he asked no questions--merely took the paper and read it through carefully. Then he stepped over to the telephone, and took off the receiver. And, helplessly impotent, Drummond sat in his chair and heard the following message spoken in his own voice: "Is that you, Peter, old bird? I've made the most un…