When Jack came with the boy, Jimmy called the telephone operator and after identifying himself he told her where he was and asked that the nearest police authorities be notified. Then the group started back for the lake. Professor Brierly and Norah were pacing the lake front in an agony of impatience, each for a different reason. Norah ran into the shallow water several steps, the sooner to have the child in her hungry arms. Professor Brierly's eyes were burning as he waved a telegram. As the happy group stepped ashore, Professor Brierly said: "It was Amos Brown, of course. This wire tells me. I should have known but perhaps this is best. Tell me, was there a boxwood hedge, a collie, running water, a sorrel horse, a pear tree?" Jimmy and Matthews looked at one another sheepishly. They had been too much absorbed in their errand to see. They both wrinkled their brows in an effort to visualize the farmyard where that thing lay, when Professor Brierly exploded into wrath. "Oh, you futile, inane, incompetent creatures. You, John, with all your scientific training. I cannot expect anything else from Hale. A newspaper man lives on emotional sensations. They form his stock in trade, but you--" Harry Stoy interrupted: "Professor, if you're askin' about Mr. Brown's farm all them things you mentioned are there and there's some leghorn chickens and some--" Professor Brierly's eyes glowed approvingly. "Good boy, Harry, you not only have eyes, but you can see." He looked down and a smile broke over his tired features. Tommy had been tugging his coat demanding attention. Professor Brierly took the child in his arms and hugged him tight. After the excitement was over he bent eagerly over the papers that Jimmy brought from Brown's farm. He was thus engaged and the others were making a fuss over Tommy when the telephone bell rang. "For you, Professor," called Martha. The voice that came to Professor Brierly over the wire had a break in it. In the voice it was difficult to recognize the finely modulated diction of Justice Isaac Higginbotham. "For God's sake, Professor, come at once. Two of us were killed. Come--" The voice ended in a croak and there was no more. When it became apparent that the other had dropped his receiver, Professor Brierly turned the crank until he got the attention of the operator. It took a long time to be connected with the nearest police officer. Professor Brierly identified himself and said: "Two men were killed in Justice Higginbotham's camp. You know where that is?" "Yes, sir." "How soon can you have a man or two down there?" "Hold the wire a moment, sir. I'll tell you." After a brief interval the voice asked: "Are you there, sir?" "Yes." "We can have one man, perhaps two there in half an hour, sir." "Very well. I was going down there. Will your man stop here for me on the way down?" "Yes, sir. This is at Mr. McCall's camp, is it not?" "Yes." "Good-by."