Not once, but twice, this was done.
It was a splendid and magnificent thing itself, this giant eye, illuminating and revealing, fit factor in a wild and imposing panorama of the night.

But why?
No one ever had known the searchlight to be used in this way.

What orders had been given?
What did these zig-zag beams up and down the surface of the sky indicate?
Was it a signal, or was some one playing with the property of the Company, there in the cupola of the light station?
Sim Gage reached the side of the plant just as the light came down to its original duty of watching the face of the dam.

At first there was not any sound.
"Who's there ?" he called out.

No answer came.