Quest fetched the pocket wireless and laid it down on the table.

The Professor examined it with interest.
"You are marvellous, my friend," he declared.

"With all these resources of science at your command, it seems incredible that you should be in the position you are." Quest nodded coolly.
"I'll get out of that all right," he asserted confidently.

"The only trouble is that while I am dodging about like this I cannot devote myself properly to the task of running down this fiend of the Hands.

Just one moment, Professor, while I send off a message," he continued, opening the little instrument.