

He remembered it now, remembered how it frightened him.

But if he was here, and if he knew what was going on, why didn't he just come right on out of the woodwork, free Garrison and make an accusation?īut between times, in the room of the machine.Īs a boy he had been shut in. He could be here right now, looking after his master's interests as always. He could have gone to Germany, turned around and flown straight back. Koenig? The German manservant seemed most eligible, Wyatt had to admit. Not before that time and never since, until now, had Garrison suffered claustrophobia. And after that, if he found nothing and no one - which he suspected would be the case, for if there were a human adversary at work here he must be extremely clever and unlikely to let himself be discovered - then Wyatt must simply deny him access to the room of the machine, which he could do easily enough. One sure way to check for outside interference would be, quite simply, to search the house from top to bottom. Then, leaving the room, he padlocked the door and pocketed the keys.

Wyatt returned to the machine room, gave Garrison an opiate booster, turned up fear-stimulation to the full and jammed the controls firmly in that position.
