“You knew Dr. Heidenmuller,” I said abruptly.
“Yes, poor old chap,” he said calmly. “How did you happen to run across
him?”
“I didn’t know him personally,” I said, “but I knew a man who did know
him. One of our own men, Tom Haldane of Columbia, who is very greatly
interested in the radio-active work which Dr. Heidenmuller was carrying
on before his death, is here with me.”
Hamerly’s face filled with eagerness. His whole attitude changed. “Did
Haldane know what he was doing?” he asked breathlessly.
“Not exactly,” I said.
“Well if he knows anything about it, I believe he knows one of the
greatest things in modern science. The Doctor never told me anything
about it, but I went into that room the day he was taken out dead, and
ever since that time I’ve felt that he had found a force greater than
anything yet obtained, and that that force killed him.” He paused.
“I’ve never said that to anybody else, but Haldane is the man of all
others to know it, and you might tell him that from me. He may be
able to use it somehow. I can’t. I tried my best to get hold of some
clue concerning it after Heidenmuller’s death, but it was absolutely
useless. Do you think that Haldane has enough data to work it out?”
“Frankly, I don’t know,” I said.
“Except for two things, I should have said the secret died with him,”
said Hamerly slowly.
I bent forward hanging on every word.
“I’ve never spoken of either, but,”--he paused, “you know this man who
is trying to stop all war?”
I nodded.
“Well, from the way Heidenmuller’s room looked, and the way the things
in his pockets were left, I’ve wondered if the man had not his secrets.
Do you know,” he said, leaning forward, “there were no eyelets in his
shoes when he was found. The crimps were in the leather of the strings,
but the metal ends were gone. The lenses of his spectacles, without
any mounting, were lying on the floor. The very filling of his teeth
had gone. Why couldn’t a battleship disappear into its elemental parts
the same way, all its living contents paralyzed by the shock, dying
instantly and sinking below the waves. I’ve wondered more than once if
the government sent down divers in Portsmouth harbor and if they did,
what they found.”
There was just one thing to do. He held as much as we did of the
secret. Perhaps he knew more. From beginning to end, I told the whole
story of our search. As I went on, he grew more and more excited. As I
paused towards the end, he broke in.
“The second thing fits in here, the reason why I believe the secret
might not be lost. One day as I went into the laboratory, the Doctor’s
assistant told me that he was in the inner room, but had left word for
me to wait. I was extremely curious for no one had ever entered that
inner room to my knowledge. The door opened at last, and a tall, dark
man, an American I should say, came out of that closed room with the
doctor. I never saw him before or since. Now, is he the man who got the
secret, and with it is trying to stop all war?”
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