4/61 Criminologist, indeed! I guess I'd better go over to England and take a job at Scotland Yard. That's about what I'm fit for. Whose box is this ?" Quest had paused suddenly in front of an oak sideboard which stood against the wall. Occupying a position upon it of some prominence was a small black box, whose presence there seemed to him unfamiliar. Laura came over to his side and looked at it also in puzzled fashion. |