You know how to arrange it. Have them all
present at my laboratory at nine, and I promise we shall have a
story that will get into the morning papers with leaded type on
the front page."
"Now, Walter," he added, as we hurried down to the taxicab again,
"I want you to drop off at the Department of Health with this
card to the commissioner. I believe you know Dr. Leslie. Well,
ask him if he knows anything about this Bridget Fallon. I will go
on up-town to the laboratory and get my apparatus ready. You
needn't come up till nine, old fellow, for I shall be busy till
then, but be sure when you come that you bring the record of this
Fallon woman if you have to beg, borrow, or steal it."
I didn't understand it, but I took the card and obeyed
implicitly. It is needless to say that I was keyed up to the
greatest pitch of excitement during my interview with the health
commissioner, when I finally got in to see him. I hadn't talked
to him long before a great light struck me, and I began to see
what Craig was driving at. The commissioner saw it first.
"If you don't mind, Mr. Jameson." he said, after I had told him
as much of my story as I could, "will you call up Professor
Kennedy and tell him I'd like very much to be present to-night
myself?"
"Certainly I will," I replied, glad to get my errand done in
first-class fashion in that way.
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