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CHAPTER IX - A WAX CYLINDER

broken-and they certainly could never be pieced together again. Besides, had not one of them seen him one night, when he thought no one was looking, kneeling before the open grate reverently watching them flare and crackle as they burned splutteringly away. Poor simple youth-how he amused them ! Why, even now, as he pressed forward to listen to the weird voice of the god in the box, they saw him fingering the handle of the sharp knife he carried at his hip. If he could not make out the words, he, at least, knew what was behind them.
Seventy-seven held up his hand for silence and an almost deathlike quietness flooded the room. No wonder the poor young peasant was impressed. They themselves felt their blood curdling within them. Instinctively they knew something was wrong. One or two of them had missed the man Erik-it was most unlike him to be away at such a time. The machine began to whirr-it scratched faintly, too.
" Good evening, my friends." There was a pause whilst the voice sank into their ears. It was an unusual sort of voice. Even allowing for the distortion of the phonograph, it was thick and oily.
" Things go quite well, I hope," it went on. " I heard you to-day, Georges. You are doing splendidly. They seemed quite interested."
Georges began to shake with fear. He did not know how the Master could even have guessed he would be there. He had not made up his mind to go till an hour beforehand !
" But, mes amis, you are all doing well." The silky voice took a new note-it was a harsh and cruel note. " All save one," he added. " We went together to do a little investigating "-here there was a pause-" and he bungled his share of it." There was almost a regretful note in the voice now. " Ah well," it went on, " he will not fail again."

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