"Of course there can be no doubt that by
proper use the electric furnace will make small, almost
microscopic diamonds. It is not unreasonable to suppose that some
day someone will be able to make large diamonds synthetically by
the same process."
"Maybe this man has done it," agreed Andrews. "Who knows? I'll
wager that if he has and that if Morowitch had bought an interest
in his process Kahan knew of it. He's a sharp one. And Mrs.
Morowitch doesn't let grass grow under her feet, when it comes to
seeing the main chance as to money. Now just supposing Mr.
Morowitch had bought an interest in a secret like that and
supposing Kahan was in love with Mrs. Morowitch and that they--"
"Let us suppose nothing, Mr. Andrews," interrupted Kennedy. "At
least not yet. Let me see; it is now ten minutes after eight.
Poissan's place is only a few blocks from here. I'd like to get
there a few minutes early. Let's start."
As we left the office, Andrews signalled to the two men outside,
and they quietly followed a few feet in the rear, but without
seeming to be with us.
Poissan's laboratory was at the top of a sort of loft building a
dozen stories or so high. It was a peculiar building, with
several entrances besides a freight elevator at the rear and
fire-escapes that led to adjoining lower roofs.
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