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If you are not located in the United States, you -will have to check the laws of the country where you are located before -using this eBook. - -Title: The Man Higher Up - -Authors: Edwin Balmer - William B. MacHarg - -Release Date: January 31, 2022 [eBook #67292] - -Language: English - -Produced by: Roger Frank and Sue Clark - -*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE MAN HIGHER UP *** - - - - - - The Man Higher Up - -[Illustration] - - Trant substituted for the photograph the bent wire given - him by Miss Rowan. Then for the last time he swung to the - instrument, and as his eyes caught the wildly vibrating - pencils, they flared with triumph. - - - - - The Man Higher Up - - By Edwin Balmer and William B. MacHarg - Authors of “The Eleventh Hour” and “The Hammering Man” - - - This excellent detective scientifiction story is the - first of a series to appear in AMAZING STORIES. These - romances depict the achievement of Luther Trant, - psychological detective. - - While the results of psychic evidence have not as yet - been accepted in our courts, there is no doubt that at - a not-distant date such evidence will be given due - importance in the conviction of our criminals. The - authors of this tale are experts in their science and - the series cannot fail to arouse your interest to the - highest degree. A second story will appear in an early - issue of AMAZING STORIES. - -The first real blizzard of the winter had burst upon New York from the -Atlantic. For seventy-two hours—as Rentland, chief clerk in the -Broadway offices of the American Commodities Company, saw from the -record he was making for President Welter—no ship of any of the dozen -expected from foreign ports had been able to make the company’s docks -in Brooklyn, or indeed, had been reported at Sandy Hook. And for the -last five days, during which the Weather Bureau’s storm signals had -stayed steadily set, no steamer of the six which had finished -unloading at the docks the week before had dared to try for the open -sea except one, the _Elizabethan Age_, which had cleared the Narrows -on Monday night. - -On land the storm was scarcely less disastrous to the business of the -great importing company. Since Tuesday morning Rentland’s reports of -the car-and train-load consignments which had left the warehouses -daily had been a monotonous page of trains stalled. But until that -Friday morning, Welter—the big, bull-necked, thick-lipped master of -men and money—had borne all the accumulated trouble of the week with -serenity, almost with contempt. Only when the chief clerk added to his -report the minor item that the 3,000-ton steamer, _Elizabethan Age_, -which had cleared on Monday night, had been driven into Boston, -something suddenly seemed to “break” in the inner office. Rentland -heard the president’s secretary telephone to Brooklyn for Rowan, the -dock superintendent; he heard Welter’s heavy steps going to and fro in -the private office, his hoarse voice raised angrily; and soon -afterwards Rowan blustered in. Rentland could no longer overhear the -voices. He went back to his own private office and called the station -master at the Grand Central Station on the telephone. - -“The seven o’clock train from Chicago?” the clerk asked in a guarded -voice. - -“It came in at 10:30, as expected? Oh, at 10:10! Thank you.” He hung -up the receiver and opened the door to pass a word with Rowan as he -came out of the president’s office. - -“They’ve wired that the _Elizabethan Age_ couldn’t get beyond Boston, -Rowan,” he cried curiously. - -“The —— —— —— hooker!” The dock superintendent had gone strangely -white; for the imperceptible fraction of an instant his eyes dimmed -with fear, as he stared into the wondering face of the clerk, but he -recovered himself quickly, spat offensively, and slammed the door as -he went out. Rentland stood with clenching hands for a moment; then he -glanced at the clock and hurried to the entrance of the outer office. -The elevator was just bringing up from the street a red-haired, -blue-gray-eyed young man of medium height, who, noting with a quick, -intelligent glance the arrangement of the offices, advanced directly -toward President Welter’s door. The chief clerk stepped forward -quickly. - -“You are Mr. Trant?” - -“Yes.” - -“I am Rentland. This way, please.” He led the psychologist to the -little room behind the files, where he had telephoned the moment -before. - -“Your wire to me in Chicago, which brought me here,” said Trant, -turning from the inscription “Chief Clerk” on the door to the dogged, -decisive features and wiry form of his client, “gave me to understand -that you wished to have me investigate the disappearance, or death, of -two of your dock scale checkers. I suppose you were acting for -President Welter—of whom I have heard—in sending for me?” - -“No,” said Rentland, as he waved Trant to a seat. “President Welter is -certainly not troubling himself to that extent over an investigation.” - -“Then the company, or some other officer?” Trant questioned, with -increasing curiosity. - -“No; nor the company, nor any other officer in it, Mr. Trant.” -Rentland smiled. “Nor even am I, as chief clerk of the American -Commodities Company, overtroubling myself about those checkers,” he -leaned nearer to Trant, confidentially, “but as a special agent for -the United States Treasury Department I am extremely interested in the -death of one of these men, and in the disappearance of the other. And -for that I called you to help me.” - -“As a secret agent for the Government?” Trant repeated, with rapidly -rising interest. - -“Yes; a spy, if you wish so to call me, but as truly in the ranks of -the enemies to my country as any Nathan Hale, who has a statue in this -city. To-day the enemies are the big, corrupting, thieving -corporations like this company; and appreciating that, I am not -ashamed to be a spy in their ranks, commissioned by the Government to -catch and condemn President Welter, and any other officers involved -with him, for systematically stealing from the Government for the past -ten years, and for probable connivance in the murder of at least one -of those two checkers so that the company might continue to steal.” - -“To steal? How?” - -“Customs frauds, thefts, smuggling—anything you wish to call it. -Exactly what or how, I can’t tell; for that is part of what I sent for -you to find out. For a number of years the Customs Department has -suspected, upon circumstantial evidence, that the enormous profits of -this company upon the thousand and one things which it is importing -and distributing must come in part from goods they have got through -without paying the proper duty. So at my own suggestion I entered the -employ of the company a year ago to get track of the method. But after -a year here I was almost ready to give up the investigation in -despair, when Ed. Landers, the company’s checker on the docks in scale -house No. 3, was killed—accidentally, the coroner’s jury said. To me -it looked suspiciously like murder. Within two weeks Morse, who was -appointed as checker in his place, suddenly disappeared. The company’s -officials showed no concern as to the fate of these two men; and my -suspicions that something crooked might be going on at scale house No. -3 were strengthened; and I sent for you to help me to get at the -bottom of things.” - -“Is it not best then to begin by giving me as fully as possible the -details of the employment of Morse and Landers, and also of their -disappearance?” the young psychologist suggested. - -“I have told you these things here, Trant, rather than take you to -some safer place,” the secret agent replied, “because I have been -waiting for some one who can tell you what you need to know better -than I can. Edith Rowan, the stepdaughter of the dock superintendent, -knew Landers well, for he boarded at Rowan’s house. She was—or is, if -he still lives—engaged to Morse. It is an unusual thing for Rowan -himself to come here to see President Welter, as he did just before -you came; but every morning since Morse disappeared his daughter has -come to see Welter personally. She is already waiting in the outer -office.” Opening the door, he indicated to Trant a light-haired, -overdressed, nervous girl twisting about uneasily on the seat outside -the president’s private office. - -“Welter thinks it policy, for some reason, to see her a moment every -morning. But she always comes out almost at once—crying.” - -“This is interesting,” Trant commented, as he watched the girl go into -the president’s office. After only a moment she came out, crying. -Rentland had already left his room, so it seemed by chance that he and -Trant met and supported her to the elevator, and over the slippery -pavement to a neat electric coupé which was standing at the curb. - -“It’s hers,” said Rentland, as Trant hesitated before helping the girl -into it. “It’s one of the things I wanted you to see. Broadway is very -slippery, Miss Rowan. You will let me see you home again this morning? -This gentleman is Mr. Trant, a private detective. I want him to come -along with us.” - -The girl acquiesced, and Trant crowded into the little automobile. -Rentland turned the coupé skillfully out into the swept path of the -street, ran swiftly down Fifth Avenue to Fourteenth Street, and -stopped three streets to the east before a house in the middle of the -block. The house was as narrow and cramped and as cheaply constructed -as its neighbors on both sides. It had lace curtains conspicuous in -every window, and with impressive statuettes, vases, and gaudy bits of -bric-a-brac in the front rooms. - -“He told me again that Will must still be off drunk; and Will never -takes a drink,” she spoke to them for the first time, as they entered -the little sitting room. - -“‘He’ is Welter,” Rentland explained to Trant. “‘Will’ is Morse, the -missing man. Now, Miss Rowan, I have brought Mr. Trant with me because -I have asked him to help me find Morse for you, as I promised; and I -want you to tell him everything you can about how Landers was killed -and how Morse disappeared.” - -“And remember,” Trant interposed, “that I know very little about the -American Commodities Company.” - -“Why, Mr. Trant,” the girl gathered herself together, “you cannot help -knowing something about the company! It imports almost everything— -tobacco, sugar, coffee, olives, and preserved fruits, oils, and all -sorts of table delicacies, from all over the world, even from Borneo, -Mr. Trant, and from Madagascar and New Zealand. It has big warehouses -at the docks with millions of dollars’ worth of goods stored in them. -My stepfather has been with the company for years, and has charge of -all that goes on at the docks.” - -“Including the weighing?” - -“Yes; everything on which there is a duty when it is taken off the -boats has to be weighed, and to do this there are big scales, and for -each one a scale house. When a scale is being used there are two men -in the scale house. One of these is the Government weigher, who sets -the scale to a balance and notes down the weight in a book. The other -man, who is an employee of the company, writes the weight also in a -book of his own; and he is called the company’s checker. But though -there are half a dozen scales, almost everything, when it is possible, -is unloaded in front of Scale No. 3, for that is the best berth for -ships.” - -“And Landers?” - -“Landers was the company’s checker on scale No. 3. Well, about five -weeks ago I began to see that Mr. Landers was troubled about -something. Twice a queer, quiet little man with a scar on his cheek -came to see him, and each time they went up to Mr. Landers’ room and -talked a long while. Ed’s room was over the sitting room, and after -the man had gone I could hear him walking back and forth—walking and -walking until it seemed as though he would never stop. I told father -about this man who troubled Mr. Landers, and he asked him about it, -but Mr. Landers flew into a rage and said it was nothing of -importance. Then one night—it was a Wednesday—everybody stayed late at -the docks to finish unloading the steamer _Covallo_. About two o’clock -father got home, but Mr. Landers had not been ready to come with him, -He did not come all that night, and the next day he did not come home. - -“Now, Mr. Trant, they are very careful at the warehouses about who -goes in and out, because so many valuable things are stored there. On -one side the warehouses open on the docks, and at each end they are -fenced off so that you cannot go along the docks and get away from -them that way; and on the other side they open on the street through -great driveway doors, and at every door, as long as it is open, there -stands a watchman, who sees everybody that goes in and out. Only one -door was open that Wednesday night, and the watchman there had not -seen Mr. Landers go out. And the second night passed, and he did not -come home. But the next morning, Friday morning,” the girl caught her -breath hysterically, “Mr. Landers’ body was found in the engine room -back of scale house No. 3, with the face crushed in horribly!” - -“Was the engine room occupied?” said Trant, quickly. “It must have -been occupied in the daytime, and probably on the night when Landers -disappeared, as they were unloading the _Covallo_. But on the night -after which the body was found—was it occupied that night?” - -“I don’t know, Mr. Trant. I think it could not have been, for after -the verdict of the coroner’s jury, which was that Mr. Landers had been -killed by some part of the machinery, it was said that the accident -must have happened either the evening before, just before the engineer -shut off his engines, or the first thing that morning, just after he -had started them; for otherwise somebody in the engine room would have -seen it.” - -“But where had Landers been all day Thursday, Miss Rowan, from two -o’clock on the second night before, when your father last saw him, -until the accident in the engine room?” - -“It was supposed he had been drunk. When his body was found, his -clothes were covered with fibers from the coffee-sacking, and the jury -supposed he had been sleeping off his liquor in the coffee warehouse -during Thursday. But I had known Ed Landers for almost three years, -and in all that time I never knew him to take even one drink.” - -“Then it was a very unlikely supposition. You do not believe in that -accident, Miss Rowan?” Trant said, brusquely. - -The girl grew white as paper. “Oh, Mr. Trant, I don’t know! I did -believe in it. But since Will—Mr. Morse—has disappeared in exactly the -same way, under exactly the same circumstances, and everyone acts -about it exactly the same way—” - -“You say the circumstances of Morse’s disappearance were the same?” -Trant pressed quietly when she was able to proceed. - -“After Mr. Landers had been found dead,” said the girl, pulling -herself together again, “Mr. Morse, who had been checker in one of the -other scale houses, was made checker on scale No. 3. We were surprised -at that, for it was a sort of promotion, and father did not like Will; -he had been greatly displeased at our engagement. Will’s promotion -made us very happy, for it seemed as though father must be changing -his opinion. But after Will had been checker on scale No. 3 only a few -days, the same queer, quiet little man with the scar on his cheek who -had begun coming to see Mr. Landers before he was killed began coming -to see Will, too! And after he began coming, Will was troubled, -terribly troubled, I could see; but he would not tell me the reason. -And he expected, after that man began coming, that something would -happen to him. And I know, from the way he acted and spoke about Mr. -Landers, that he thought he had not been accidentally killed. One -evening, when I could see he had been more troubled than ever before, -he said that if anything happened to him I was to go at once to his -boarding house and take charge of everything in his room, and not to -let anyone into the room to search it until I had removed everything -in the bureau drawers; everything no matter how useless anything -seemed. Then, the very next night, five days ago, just as while Mr. -Landers was checker, everybody stayed overtime at the docks to finish -unloading a vessel, the _Elizabethan Age_. And in the morning Will’s -landlady called me on the phone to tell me that he had not come home. -Five days ago, Mr. Trant! And since then no one has seen or heard from -him; and the watchman did not see him come out of the warehouse that -night just as he did not see Ed Landers.” - -“What did you find in Morse’s bureau?” asked Trant. - -“I found nothing.” - -“Nothing?” Trant repeated. “That is impossible, Miss Rowan! Think -again! Remember he warned you that what you found might seem trivial -and useless.” - -The girl, a little defiantly, studied for an instant Trant’s clear-cut -features. Suddenly she arose and ran from the room, but returned -quickly with a strange little implement in her hand. - -It was merely a bit of wire, straight for perhaps three inches, and -then bent in a half circle of five or six inches, the bent portion of -the wire being wound carefully with stout twine, thus: - -[Illustration: The mysterious string-wrapped piece of bent wire.] - -“Except for his clothes and some blank writing paper and envelopes -that was absolutely the only thing in the bureau. It was the only -thing at all in the only locked drawer.” - -Trant and Rentland stared disappointedly at this strange implement, -which the girl handed to the psychologist. - -“You have shown this to your stepfather, Miss Rowan, for a possible -explanation of why a company checker should be so solicitous about -such a thing as this?” asked Trant. - -“No,” the girl hesitated. “Will had told me not to say anything; and I -told you father did not like Will. He had made up his mind that I was -to marry Ed Landers. In most ways father is kind and generous. He’s -kept the coupé we came here in for mother and me for two years; and -you see,” she gestured a little proudly about the bedecked and badly -furnished rooms, “you see how he gets everything for us. Mr. Landers -was most generous, too. He took me to the theaters two or three times -every week—always the best seats, too. I didn’t want to go, but father -made me. I preferred Will, though he wasn’t so generous.” - -Trant’s eyes returned, with more intelligent scrutiny, to the -mysterious implement in his hand. - -“What salary do checkers receive, Rentland?” he asked, in a low tone. - -“One hundred and twenty-five dollars a month.” - -“And her father, the dock superintendent—how much?” Trant’s expressive -glance now jumping about from one gaudy, extravagant trifle in the -room to another, caught a glimpse again of the electric coupé standing -in the street, then returned to the tiny bit of wire in his hand. - -“Three thousand a year,” Rentland replied. - -“Tell me, Miss Rowan,” said Trant, “this implement—have you by any -chance mentioned it to President Welter?” - -“Why, no, Mr. Trant.” - -“You are sure of that? Excellent! Excellent! Now the queer, quiet -little man with the scar on his cheek who came to see Morse; no one -could tell you anything about him?” - -“No one, Mr. Trant; but yesterday Will’s landlady told me that a man -has come to ask for Will every forenoon since he disappeared, and she -thinks this may be the man with the scar, though she can’t be sure, -for he kept the collar of his overcoat up about his face. She was to -telephone me if he came again.” - -“If he comes this morning,” Trant glanced quickly at his watch, “you -and I, Rentland, might much better be waiting for him over there.” - -The psychologist rose, putting the bent, twine-wound bit of wire -carefully into his pocket; and a minute later the two men crossed the -street to the house, already known to Rentland, where Morse had -boarded. The landlady not only allowed them to wait in her little -parlor, but waited with them until at the end of an hour she pointed -with an eager gesture to a short man in a big ulster who turned -sharply up the front steps. - -“That’s him—see!” she exclaimed. - -“That the man with the scar!” cried Rentland. “Well! I know him.” - -He made for the door, caught at the ulster and pulled the little man -into the house by main force. - -“Well, Dickey!” the secret agent challenged, as the man faced him in -startled recognition. “What are you doing in this case? Trant, this is -Inspector Dickey, of the Customs Office,” he introduced the officer. - -“I’m in the case on my own hook, if I know what case you’re talking -about,” piped Dickey. “Morse, eh? and the American Commodities -Company, eh?” - -“Exactly,” said Rentland, brusquely. “What were you calling to see -Landers for?” - -“You know about that?” The little man looked up sharply. “Well, six -weeks ago Landers came to me and told me he had something to sell; a -secret system for beating the customs. But before we got to terms, he -began losing his nerve a little; he got it back, however, and was -going to tell me when, all at once, he disappeared, and two days later -he was dead! That made it hotter for me; so I went after Morse. But -Morse denied he knew anything. Then Morse disappeared, too.” - -“So you got nothing at all out of them?” Rentland interposed. - -“Nothing I could use. Landers, one time when he was getting up his -nerve, showed me a piece of bent wire—with string around it—in his -room, and began telling me something when Rowan called him, and then -he shut up.” - -“A bent wire!” Trant cried, eagerly. “Like this?” He took from his -pocket the implement given him by Edith Rowan. “Morse had this in his -room, the only thing in a locked drawer.” - -“The same thing!” Dickey cried, seizing it. “So Morse had it, too, -after he became checker at scale No. 3, where the cheating is, if -anywhere. The very thing Landers started to explain to me, and how -they cheated the customs with it. I say, we must have it now, -Rentland! We need only go to the docks and watch them while they -weigh, and see how they use it, and arrest them and then we have them -at last, eh, old man?” he cried in triumph. “We have them at last!” - -“You mean,” Trant cut in upon the customs man, “that you can convict -and jail perhaps the checker, or a foreman, or maybe even a dock -superintendent—as usual. But the men higher up—the big men who are -really at the bottom of this business and the only ones worth -getting—will you catch them?” - -“We must take those we can get,” said Dickey sharply. - -Trant laid his hand on the little officer’s arm. - -“I am a stranger to you,” he said, “but if you have followed some of -the latest criminal cases in Illinois perhaps you know that, using the -methods of modern practical psychology, I have been able to get -results where old ways have failed. We are front to front now with -perhaps the greatest problem of modern criminal catching, to catch, in -cases involving a great corporation, not only the little men low down -who perform the criminal acts, but the men higher up, who conceive, or -connive at the criminal scheme. Rentland, I did not come here to -convict merely a dock foreman; but if we are going to reach anyone -higher than that, you must not let Inspector Dickey excite suspicion -by prying into matters at the docks this afternoon!” - -“But what else can we do?” said Rentland, doubtfully. - -“Modern practical psychology gives a dozen possible ways for proving -the knowledge of the man higher up in this corporation crime,” Trant -answered, “and I am considering which is the most practicable. Only -tell me,” he demanded suddenly; “Mr. Welter I have heard is one of the -rich men of New York who make it a fad to give largely to universities -and other institutions; can you tell me with what ones he may be most -closely interested?” - -“I have heard,” Rentland replied, “that he is one of the patrons of -the Stuyvesant School of Science. It is probably the most fashionably -patroned institution in New York; and Welter’s name, I know, figures -with it in the newspapers.” - -“Nothing could be better!” Trant exclaimed. “Kuno Schmalz has his -psychological laboratory there. I see my way now, Rentland; and you -will hear from me early in the afternoon. But keep away from the -docks!” He turned and left the astonished customs officers abruptly. -Half an hour later the young psychologist sent in his card to -Professor Schmalz in the laboratory of the Stuyvesant School of -Science. The German, broad-faced, spectacled, beaming, himself came to -the laboratory door. - -“Is it Mr. Trant—the young, apt pupil of my old friend, Dr. Reiland?” -he boomed, admiringly. “Ach! luck is good to Reiland! For twenty years -I, too, have shown them in the laboratory how fear, guilt, every -emotion causes in the body reactions which can be measured. But do -they apply it? Pouf! No! it remains to them all impractical, academic, -because I have only nincompoops in my classes!” - -“Professor Schmalz,” said Trant, following him into the laboratory, -and glancing from one to another of the delicate instruments with keen -interest, “tell me along what line you are now working.” - -“Ach! I have been for a year now experimenting with the plethysmograph -and the pneumograph. I make a taste, I make a smell, or I make a noise -to excite feeling in the subject; and I read by the plethysmograph -that the volume of blood in the hand decreases under the emotions and -that the pulse quickens; and by the pneumograph I read that the -breathing is easier or quicker, depending on whether the emotions are -pleasant or unpleasant. I have performed this year more than two -thousand of those experiments.” - -“Good! I have a problem in which you can be of the very greatest use -to me; and the plethysmograph and the pneumograph will serve my -purpose as well as any other instruments in the laboratory. For no -matter how hardened a man may be, no matter how impossible it may have -become to detect his feelings in his face or bearing, he cannot -prevent the volume of blood in his hand from decreasing, and his -breathing from becoming different, under the influence of emotions of -fear or guilt. By the way, professor, is Mr. Welter familiar with -these experiments of yours?” - -“What, he!” cried the stout German. “For why should I tell him about -them? He knows nothing. He has bought my time to instruct classes; he -has not bought, py chiminey! everything—even the soul Gott gave me!” - -“But he would be interested in them?” - -“To be sure, he would be interested in them! He would bring in his -automobile three or four other fat money-makers, and he would show off -before them. He would make his trained bear—that is me—dance!” - -“Good!” cried Trant again, excitedly. “Professor Schmalz, would you be -willing to give a little exhibition of the plethysmograph and -pneumograph, this evening, if possible, and arrange for President -Welter to attend it?” - -The astute German cast on him a quick glance of interrogation. “Why -not?” he said. “It makes nothing to me what purpose you will be -carrying out; no, py chiminey! not if it costs me my position of -trained bear; because I have confidence in my psychology that it will -not make any innocent man suffer!” - -“And you will have two or three scientists present to watch the -experiments? And you will allow me to be there also and assist?” - -“With great pleasure.” - -“But, Professor Schmalz, you need not introduce me to Mr. Welter, who -will think I am one of your assistants.” - -“As you wish about that, pupil of my dear old friend.” - -“Excellent!” Trant leaped to his feet. “Provided it is possible to -arrange this with Mr. Welter, how soon can you let me know?” - -“Ach! it is as good as arranged, I tell you. His vanity will arrange -it if I assure the greatest publicity—” - -“The more publicity the better.” - -“Wait! It shall be fixed before you leave here.” - -The professor led the way into his private study, telephoned to the -president of the American Commodities Company, and made the -appointment without trouble. - -A few minutes before eight o’clock that evening Trant again mounted -rapidly the stone steps to the professor’s laboratory. The professor -and two others, who were bending over a table in the center of the -room, turned at his entrance. President Welter had not yet arrived. -The young psychologist acknowledged with pleasure the introduction to -the two scientists with Schmalz. Both of them were known to him by -name, and he had been following with interest a series of experiments, -which the elder, Dr. Annerly, had been reporting in a psychological -journal. Then he turned at once to the apparatus on the table. - -He was still examining the instruments when the noise of a motor car -stopping at the door warned him of the arrival of President Welter’s -party. Then the laboratory door opened and the party appeared. They -also were three in number; stout men, rather obtrusively dressed, in -jovial spirits, with strong faces flushed now with the wine they had -taken at dinner. - -“Well, professor, what fireworks are you going to show us to-night?” -asked Welter, patronizingly. “Schmalz,” he explained to his -companions, “is the chief ringmaster of this circus.” - -The bearded face of the German grew purple under Welter’s jokingly -overbearing manner; but he turned to the instruments and began to -explain them. The pneumograph, which the professor first took up, -consists of a very thin flexible brass plate suspended by a cord -around the neck of the person under examination, and fastened tightly -against the chest by a cord circling the body. On the outer surface of -this plate are two small, bent levers, connected at one end to the -cord around the body of the subject, and at the other end to the -surface of a small hollow drum fastened to the plate between the two. -As the chest rises and falls in breathing, the levers press more and -less upon the surface of the drum; and this varying pressure on the -air inside the drum is transmitted from the drum through an airtight -tube to a little pencil which it lowers and raises. The pencil, as it -rises and falls, touching always a sheet of smoked paper traveling -over a cylinder on the recording device, traces a line whose rising -strokes represent accurately the drawing of air into the chest and -whose falling represents its expulsion. - -It was clear to Trant that the professor’s rapid explanation, though -plain enough to the psychologists already familiar with the device, -was only partly understood by the big men. It had not been explained -to them that changes in the breathing so slight as to be imperceptible -to the eye would be recorded unmistakably by the moving pencil. - -Professor Schmalz turned to the second instrument. This was a -plethysmograph, designed to measure the increase or decrease of the -size of one finger of a person under examination as the blood supply -to that finger becomes greater or less. It consists primarily of a -small cylinder so constructed that it can be fitted over the finger -and made airtight. Increase or decrease of the size of the finger then -increases or decreases the air pressure inside the cylinder. These -changes in the air pressure are transmitted through an airtight tube -to a delicate piston which moves a pencil and makes a line upon the -record sheet just under that made by the pneumograph. The upward or -downward trend of this line shows the increase or decrease of the -blood supply, while the smaller vibrations up and down record the -pulse beat in the finger. - -There is still a third pencil touching the record sheet above the -other two and wired electrically to a key like that of a telegraph -instrument fastened to the table. When this key is in its normal -position this pencil makes simply a straight line upon the sheet; but -instantly when the key is pressed down, the line breaks downward also. - -This third instrument is used merely to record on the sheet, by the -change in the line, the point at which the object that arouses -sensation or emotion is displayed to the person undergoing -examination. - -The instant’s silence which followed Schmalz’s rapid explanation was -broken by one of Welter’s companions with the query: - -“Well, what’s the use of all this stuff, any way?” - -“Ach!” said Schmalz, bluntly, “it is interesting, curious! I will show -you.” - -“Will one of you gentlemen,” said Trant, quickly, “permit us to make -use of him in the demonstration?” - -“Try it, Jim,” Welter laughed, noisily. - -“Not I,” said the other. “This is your circus.” - -“Yes, indeed it’s mine. And I’m not afraid of it. Schmalz, do your -worst!” He dropped, laughing, into the chair the professor set for -him, and at Schmalz’s direction unbuttoned his vest. The professor -hung the pneumograph around his neck and fastened it tightly about the -big chest. He laid Welter’s forearm in a rest suspended from the -ceiling, and attached the cylinder to the second finger of the plump -hand. In the meantime Trant had quickly set the pencils to bear upon -the record sheet and had started the cylinder on which the sheet -traveled under them. - -“You see, I have prepared for you.” Schmalz lifted a napkin from a -tray holding several little dishes. He took from one of these a bit of -caviar and laid it upon Welter’s tongue. At the same instant Trant -pushed down the key. The pencils showed a slight commotion, and the -spectators stared at this record sheet! - -[Illustration] - -“Ach!” exclaimed Schmalz, “you do not like caviar.” - -“How do you know that?” demanded Welter. - -“The instruments show that at the unpleasant taste you breathe less -freely—not so deep. Your finger, as under strong sensation or -emotions, grows smaller, and your pulse beats more rapidly.” - -“By the Lord! Welter, what do you think of that?” cried one of his -companions; “Your finger gets smaller when you taste caviar!” - -It was a joke to them. Boisterously laughing, they tried Welter with -other food upon the tray; they lighted for him one of the black cigars -of which he was most fond, and watched the trembling pencils write the -record of his pleasure at the taste and smell. Through it all Trant -waited, alert, watchful, biding the time to carry out his plan. It -came when, having exhausted the articles at hand, they paused to find -some other means to carry on the amusement. The young psychologist -leaned forward suddenly. - -“It is no great ordeal after all, is it, Mr. Welter?” he said. “Modern -psychology does not put its subjects to torture like”—he halted, -meaningly—“_a prisoner in the Elizabethan Age!_” - -Dr. Annerly, bending over the record sheet, uttered a startled -exclamation. Trant, glancing keenly at him, straightened triumphantly. -But the young psychologist did not pause. He took quickly from his -pocket a photograph, showing merely a heap of empty coffee sacks piled -carelessly to a height of some two feet along the inner wall of a -shed, and laid it in front of the subject. Welter’s face did not -alter; but again the pencils shuddered over the moving paper, and the -watchers stared with astonishment. Rapidly removing the photograph, -Trant substituted for it the bent wire given him by Miss Rowan. Then -for the last time he swung to the instrument, and as his eyes caught -the wildly vibrating pencils, they flared with triumph. - -President Welter rose abruptly, but not too hurriedly. “That’s about -enough of this tomfoolery,” he said, with perfect self-possession. - -His jaw had imperceptibly squared to the watchful determination of the -prize fighter driven into his corner. His cheek still held the ruddy -glow of health; but the wine flush had disappeared from it, and he was -perfectly sober. - -Trant tore the strip of paper from the instrument, and numbered the -last three reactions 1, 2, 3. This is the way the records looked: - -[Illustration: Record of the reaction when Trant said: “A prisoner in -the _Elizabethan Age_!”] - -[Illustration: Record made when Welter saw the photograph of a heap of -coffee sacks.] - -[Illustration: Record made when the spring was shown to Welter.] - -“Amazing!” said Dr. Annerly. “Mr. Welter, I am curious to know what -associations you have with that photograph and bent wire, the sight of -which aroused in you such strong emotion.” - -By immense self-control, the president of the American Commodities -Company met his eyes fairly. “None,” he answered. - -“Impossible! No psychologist, knowing how this record was taken, could -look at it without feeling absolutely certain that the photograph and -spring caused in you such excessive emotion that I am tempted to give -it, without further words, the name of ‘intense fright!’ But if we -have inadvertently surprised a secret, we have no desire to pry into -it further. Is it not so, Mr. Trant?” - -At the name President Welter whirled suddenly. “Trant! Is your name -Trant?” he demanded. “Well, I’ve heard of you.” His eyes hardened. “A -man like you goes just so far, and then—somebody stops him!” - -“As they stopped Landers?” Trant inquired. - -“Come, we’ve seen enough, I guess,” said President Welter, and, -including for one instant in his now frankly menacing gaze both Trant -and Professor Schmalz, turned to the door, closely followed by his -companions. And a moment later the quick explosions of his automobile -were heard. At the sound, Trant seized suddenly a large envelope, -dropped into it the photograph and wire he had just used, sealed, -signed, and dated it, signed and dated also the record from the -instruments, and hurriedly handed all to Dr. Annerly. - -“Doctor, I trust this to you,” he cried, excitedly. “It will be best -to have them attested by all three of you. If possible get the record -photographed to-night, and distribute the photographs in safe places. -Above all, do not let the record itself out of your hands until I come -for it. It is important—extremely important! As for me, I have not a -moment to lose!” - -He seized his hat and dashed from the room, leaving them in an -astonished group. - -The young psychologist sped down the stone steps of the laboratory -three at a time, ran at top speed to the nearest street corner, turned -it and leaped into a waiting taxicab. “The American Commodities -Company’s dock in Brooklyn,” he shouted, “and never mind the speed -limits!” - -Rentland and the chauffeur, awaiting him in the machine, galvanized at -his coming. - -“Hot work?” the custom’s agent asked. - -“It may be very hot; but we have the start of him,” Trant replied as -the car shot ahead. “Welter himself is coming to the docks to-night, I -think, by the look of him! He left just before me, but must drop his -friends first. He suspects, now, that we know; but he cannot be aware -that we know that they are unloading to-night. He probably counts on -our waiting to catch them at the cheating to-morrow morning. So he’s -going over to-night himself if I size him up right, to order it -stopped and remove all traces before we can prove anything. Is Dickey -waiting?” - -“When you give the word he is to take us in and catch them at it. If -Welter himself comes, as you think, it will not change the plan?” -Rentland asked. - -“Not at all,” said Trant, “for I have him already. He will deny -everything, of course, but it’s too late now!” - -The big car, with unchecked speed, swung down Broadway, slowed after a -twenty-minutes’-run to cross the Brooklyn Bridge, and, turning to the -left, plunged once more at high speed into the narrower and less -well-kept thoroughfares of the Brooklyn water front. Two minutes later -it overtook a little electric coupé, bobbing excitedly down the -sloping street. As they passed it, Trant caught sight of the -illuminated number hanging at its rear, and shouted suddenly to the -chauffeur, who brought his car to a stop a hundred feet beyond. The -psychologist, leaping down, ran into the road before the little car. - -“Miss Rowan,” he cried to its single occupant, as it came to a stop. -“Why are you coming over here at this time to-night?” - -“Oh, it’s you, Mr. Trant!” She opened the door, showing relief in the -recognition. “Oh, I’m so worried. I’m on my way to see father; for a -telegram just came to him from Boston; mother opened it, and told me -to take it to him at once, as it was most important. She wouldn’t tell -me what it was about, but it excited her a great deal. Oh, I’m so -afraid it must be about Will and that was why she wouldn’t tell me.” - -“From Boston?” Trant pressed quickly. Having her confidence, the girl -nervously read the telegram aloud by the light of the coupé’s side -lamps. It read: - -_Police have taken your friend out of our hands; look out for trouble. -Wilson._ - -“Who is Wilson?” Trant demanded. - -“I am not sure it is the man, but the captain of the _Elizabethan Age_ -is a friend of father’s named Wilson!” - -“I can’t help you then, after all,” said Trant, springing back to his -powerful car. He whispered a word to the chauffeur which sent it -driving ahead through the drifts at double its former speed, leaving -the little electric coupé far behind. Ten minutes later Rentland -stopped the motor a block short of a great lighted doorway which -suddenly showed in a length of dark, lowering buildings which lay -beside the American Commodities Company’s Brooklyn docks. - -“Now,” the secret agent volunteered, “it is up to me to find Dickey’s -ladder!” - -He guided Trant down a narrow, dark court which brought them face to -face with a blank wall; against this wall a light ladder had been -recently placed. Ascending it, they came into the dock inclosure. -Descending again by a dozen rickety, disused steps, they reached a -darker, covered teamway and hurried along it to the docks. Just short -of the end of the open dock houses, where a string of arc lamps threw -their white and flickering light upon the huge, black side of a moored -steamer, Rentland turned into a little shed, and the two came suddenly -upon Customs Officer Dickey. - -“This one next to us,” the little man whispered, eagerly, to Trant, as -he grasped his hand, “is the scale house where whatever is being done -is done—No. 3.” - -In and out of the yawning gangways of the steamer before them -struggling lines of sweating men were wheeling trucks loaded with -bales of tobacco. Trant looked first to the left, where the bales -disappeared into the tobacco warehouse; then to the right, where, -close at hand, each truck-load stopped momentarily on a scale platform -in front of the low shed which bore the number Dickey indicated in a -large white figure. - -“Who’s that?” asked Trant as a small figure, hardly five feet tall, -cadaverous, beetle-browed, with cold, malignant, red-lidded eyes -passed directly under the arc light nearest them. - -“Rowan, the dock superintendent!” Dickey whispered. - -“I knew he was small,” Trent returned with surprise, “but I thought -surely he must have some fist to be the terror of these dock -laborers.” - -“Wait!” Rentland, behind them, motioned. - -A bloated, menacing figure had suddenly swung clear of the group of -dock laborers—a roustabout, goaded to desperation, with a fist raised -against his puny superior. But before the blow had fallen another -fist, huge and black, struck the man over Rowan’s shoulder with a -hammer. He fell, and the dock superintendent passed on without a -backward glance, the giant negro who had struck the blow following in -his footsteps like a dog. - -“The black,” Rentland explained, “is Rowan’s bodyguard. He needs him.” - -“I see,” Trant replied. “And for Miss Rowan’s sake I am glad it was -that way,” he added, enigmatically. - -Dickey had quietly opened a door on the opposite side of the shed; the -three slipped quickly through it and stepped unobserved around the -corner of the coffee warehouse to a long, dark, and narrow space. On -one side of them was the rear wall of scale house No. 3, and on the -other the engine room where Landers’ body had been found. The single -window in the rear of No. 3 scale house had been whitewashed to -prevent anyone from looking in from that side; but in spots the -whitewash had fallen off in flakes. Trant put his eye to one of these -clear spots in the glass and looked in. - -The scale table, supported on heavy posts, extended across almost the -whole front of the house, behind a low, wide window, which permitted -those seated at the table to see all that occurred on the docks. -Toward the right end of the table sat the Government weigher; toward -the left end, and separated from him by almost the whole length of the -table, sat the company checker. They were the only persons in the -scale house. Trant, after his first rapid survey of the scene, fixed -his eye upon the man who had taken the place which Landers had held -for three years, and Morse for a few days afterwards—the company -checker. A truck-load of tobacco bales was wheeled on to the scales in -front of the house. - -“Watch his left knee,” Trant whispered quickly into Dickey’s ear at -the pane beside him, as the balance was being made upon the beam -before them. As he spoke, the Government weigher adjusted the balance -and they saw the left leg of the company checker pressed hard against -the post which protected the scale rod at his end. Both men in the -scale house then read aloud the weight and each entered it in the book -on the table in front of him. A second truckful was wheeled on to the -scale; and again, just as the Government weigher fixed his balances, -the company checker, so inconspicuously as to make the act -undiscoverable by anyone not looking for that precise move, repeated -the operation. With the next truck they saw it again. The psychologist -turned to the others. Rentland, too, had been watching through the -pane and nodded his satisfaction. - -Immediately Trant dashed open the door of the scale house, and threw -himself bodily upon the checker. The man resisted; they struggled. -While the customs men protected him, Trant, wrenching something from -the post beside the checker’s left knee, rose with a cry of triumph. -Then the psychologist, warned by a cry from Rentland, leaped quickly -to one side to avoid a blow from the giant negro. His quickness saved -him; still the blow, glancing along his cheek, hurled him from his -feet. He rose immediately, blood flowing from a superficial cut upon -his forehead where it had struck the scale house wall. He saw Rentland -covering the negro with a revolver, and the two other customs men -arresting, at pistol point, the malignant little dock superintendent, -the checker, and the others who had crowded into the scale house. - -“You see!” Trant exhibited to the customs officers a bit of bent wire, -wound with string, precisely like that the girl had given him that -morning and he had used in his test of Welter the hour before. “It was -almost exactly as we knew it must be! This spring was stuck through a -hole in the protecting post so that it prevented the balance beam from -rising properly when bales were put on the platform. A little pressure -just at that point takes many pounds from each bale weighed. The -checker had only to move his knee, in a way we would never have -noticed if we were not watching for it, to work the scheme by which -they have been cheating for ten years! But the rest of this affair,” -he glanced at the quickly collecting crowd, “can best be settled in -the office.” - -He led the way, the customs men taking their prisoners at pistol -point. As they entered the office, Rowan first, a girl’s cry and the -answering oath of her stepfather told that the dock superintendent’s -daughter had arrived. But she had been almost overtaken by another -powerful car; for before Trant could speak with her the outer door of -the office opened violently and President Welter, in an automobile -coat and cap, entered. - -“Ah! Mr. Welter, you got here quickly,” said Trant, meeting calmly his -outraged astonishment at the scene. “But a little too late.” - -“What is the matter here?” Welter governed his voice commandingly. -“And what has brought _you_ here, from your phrenology?” he demanded, -contemptuously, of Trant. - -“The hope of catching red-handed, as we have just caught them, your -company checker and your dock superintendent defrauding the -Government,” Trant returned, “before you could get here to stop them -and remove evidences.” - -“What raving idiocy is this?” Welter replied, still with excellent -moderation. “I came here to sign some necessary papers for ships -clearing, and you—” - -“I say we have caught your men red-handed,” Trant repeated, “at the -methods used, with your certain knowledge and under your direction, -Mr. Welter, to steal systematically from the United States Government -for—probably the last ten years. We have uncovered the means by which -your company checker at scale No. 3, which, because of its position, -probably weighs more cargoes than all the other scales together, has -been lessening the apparent weights upon which you pay duties.” - -“Cheating here under my direction?” Welter now bellowed indignantly. -“What are you talking about? Rowan, what is he talking about?” he -demanded, boldly, of the dock superintendent; but the cadaverous -little man was unable to brazen it out with him. - -“You need not have looked at your dock superintendent just then, Mr. -Welter, to see if he would stand the racket when the trouble comes, -for which you have been paying him enough on the side to keep him in -electric motors and marble statuettes. And you cannot try now to -disown this crime with the regular president-of-corporation excuse, -Mr. Welter, that you never knew of it, that it was all done without -your knowledge by a subordinate to make a showing in his department; -and do not expect, either, to escape so easily your certain complicity -in the murder of Landers, to prevent him from exposing your scheme and -since—even the American Commodities Company scarcely dared to have two -‘accidental deaths’ of checkers in the same month—the shanghaiing of -Morse later.” - -“My complicity in the death of Landers and the disappearance of -Morse?” Welter roared. - -“I said the murder of Landers,” Trant corrected. “For when Rentland -and Dickey tell to-morrow before the grand jury how Landers was about -to disclose to the Customs Department the secret of the cheating in -weights; how he was made afraid by Rowan, and later was about to tell -anyway and was prevented only by a most sudden death, I think murder -will be the word brought in the indictment. And I said shanghaiing of -Morse, Mr. Welter. When we remembered this morning that Morse had -disappeared the night the _Elizabethan Age_ left your docks and you -and Rowan were so intensely disgusted at its having had to put into -Boston this morning instead of going on straight to Sumatra, we did -not have to wait for the chance information this evening that Captain -Wilson is a friend of Rowan’s to deduce that the missing checker was -put aboard, as confirmed by the Boston harbor police this afternoon, -who searched the ship under our instructions.” Trant paused a moment; -again fixed the now trembling Welter with his eye, and continued: “I -charge your certain complicity in these crimes, along with your -certain part in the customs frauds,” the psychologist repeated. -“Undoubtedly, it was Rowan who put Morse out of the way upon the -_Elizabethan Age_. Nevertheless, you knew that he was a prisoner upon -that ship, a fact which was written down in indelible black and white -by my tests of you at the Stuyvesant Institute two hours ago, when I -merely mentioned to you ‘a prisoner in the _Elizabethan Age_.’ - -“I do not charge that you, personally, were the one who murdered -Landers; or even that Rowan himself did; whether his negro did, as I -suspect, is a matter now for the courts to decide upon. But that you -undoubtedly were aware that he was not killed accidentally in the -engine room, but was killed the Wednesday night before and his body -hidden under the coffee bags, as I guessed from the fibres of coffee -sacking on his clothes, was also registered as mercilessly by the -psychological machines when I showed you merely the picture of a pile -of coffee sacks. - -“And last, Mr. Welter, you deny knowledge of the cheating which has -been going on, and was at the bottom of the other crimes. Well, -Welter,” the psychologist took from his pocket the bent, twine-wound -wire, “here is the ‘innocent’ little thing which was the third means -of causing you to register upon the machines such extreme and -inexplicable emotion; or rather, Mr. Welter, it is the companion piece -to that, for this is not the one I showed you, the one given to Morse -to use, which, however, he refused to make use of; but it is the very -wire I took to-night from the hole in the post where it bore against -the balance beam-rod to cheat the Government. When this is made public -to-morrow, and with it is made public, too, and attested by the -scientific men who witnessed them, the diagram and explanation of the -tests of you two hours ago, do you think that you can deny longer that -this was all with your knowledge and direction?” - -The big, bull neck of the president swelled, and his hands clenched -and reclenched as he stared with gleaming eyes into the face of the -young man who thus challenged him. - -“You are thinking now, I suppose, Mr. Welter,” Trant replied to his -glare, “that such evidence as that directly against you cannot be got -before a court. I am not so sure of that. But at least it can go -before the public to-morrow morning in the papers, attested by the -signatures of the scientific men who witnessed the test. It has been -photographed by this time, and the photographic copies are distributed -in safe places, to be produced with the original on the day when the -Government brings criminal proceedings against you. If I had it here I -would show you how complete, how merciless, is the evidence that you -knew what was being done. I would show you how at the point marked 1 -on the record your pulse and breathing quickened with alarm under my -suggestion; how at the point marked 2 your anxiety and fear increased; -and how at 3, when the spring by which this cheating had been carried -out was before your eyes, you betrayed yourself uncontrollably, -unmistakably. How the volume of blood in your second finger suddenly -diminished, as the current was thrown back upon your heart; how your -pulse throbbed with terror; how, though unmoved to outward appearance, -you caught your breath, and your laboring lungs struggled under the -dread that your wrong doing was discovered and you would be branded—as -I trust you will now be branded, Mr. Welter, when the evidence in this -case and the testimony of those who witnessed my test are produced -before a jury—a deliberate and scheming thief!” - -“—— —— you!” The three words escaped from Welter’s puffed lips. He put -out his arm to push aside the customs officer standing between him and -the door. Dickey resisted. - -“Let him go, if he wants to!” Trant called to the officer. “He can -neither escape nor hide. His money holds him under bond!” - -The officer stepped aside, and Welter, without another word, went into -the hall. But when his face was no longer visible to Trant, the -hanging pouches under his eyes grew leaden gray, his fat lips fell -apart loosely, his step shuffled; his mask had fallen! - -“Besides, we need all the men we have, I think,” said Trant, turning -back to the prisoners, “to get these to a safe place. Miss Rowan,” he -turned then and put out his hand to steady the terrified and weeping -girl, “I warned you that you had probably better not come here -to-night. But since you have come and have had pain because of your -stepfather’s wrong doings, I am glad to be able to give you the -additional assurance, beyond the fact, which you have heard, that your -fiancé was not murdered, but merely put away on board the _Elizabethan -Age_; that he is safe and sound, except for a few bruises, and, -moreover, we expect him here any moment now. The police are bringing -him down from Boston on the train which arrives at ten.” - -He went to the window and watched an instant, as Dickey and Rentland, -having telephoned for a patrol, were waiting with their prisoners. -Before the patrol wagon appeared, he saw the bobbing lanterns of a -lurching cab that turned a corner a block away. As it stopped at the -entrance, a police officer in plain clothes leaped out and helped -after him a young man wrapped in an overcoat, with one arm in a sling, -pale, and with bandaged head. The girl uttered a cry, and sped through -the doorway. For a moment the psychologist stood watching the greeting -of the lovers. He turned back then to the sullen prisoners. - -“But it’s some advance, isn’t it, Rentland,” he asked, “not to have to -try such poor devils alone; but, at last, to capture the man who makes -the millions and pays them the pennies—the man higher up?” - - The End - - -[Transcriber’s Note: This story appeared in the December 1926 issue -of Amazing Stories magazine.] - -*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE MAN HIGHER UP *** - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions will -be renamed. - -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, -so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the -United States without permission and without paying copyright -royalties. 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Then for the last time he swung to the instrument, and as his -eyes caught the wildly vibrating pencils, they flared with triumph.</p> - -</blockquote> -</div> -</div> - -<div class='section'> - -<div class='ce'> -<div style='font-size:1.25em;margin-bottom:0em;'>The Man Higher Up </div> -<div style='font-size:1.1em;'>By Edwin Balmer and William B. MacHarg </div> -<div style='font-size:0.9em;margin-bottom:2em;'>Authors of “The Eleventh Hour” and “The Hammering Man” </div> -</div> -<div style="margin-bottom:2em; margin-left:20%; width:60%; border:1px solid black; padding:0.3em 0.5em; font-size:0.9em;"> - -<p style='text-indent:0; margin-bottom:0.7em;'>This -excellent detective scientifiction story is the first of a series to -appear in AMAZING STORIES. These romances depict the achievement of Luther -Trant, psychological detective.</p> - -<p style='text-indent:0'>While the results of psychic evidence have not as -yet been accepted in our courts, there is no doubt that at a not-distant -date such evidence will be given due importance in the conviction of our -criminals. The authors of this tale are experts in their science and the -series cannot fail to arouse your interest to the highest degree. A second -story will appear in an early issue of AMAZING STORIES.</p> - -</div> -<p>The first real blizzard of the winter had burst upon New York from the -Atlantic. For seventy-two hours—as Rentland, chief clerk in the -Broadway offices of the American Commodities Company, saw from the -record he was making for President Welter—no ship of any of the dozen -expected from foreign ports had been able to make the company’s docks -in Brooklyn, or indeed, had been reported at Sandy Hook. And for the -last five days, during which the Weather Bureau’s storm signals had -stayed steadily set, no steamer of the six which had finished -unloading at the docks the week before had dared to try for the open -sea except one, the <i>Elizabethan Age</i>, which had cleared the Narrows -on Monday night.</p> - -<p>On land the storm was scarcely less disastrous to the business of the -great importing company. Since Tuesday morning Rentland’s reports of -the car-and train-load consignments which had left the warehouses -daily had been a monotonous page of trains stalled. But until that -Friday morning, Welter—the big, bull-necked, thick-lipped master of -men and money—had borne all the accumulated trouble of the week with -serenity, almost with contempt. Only when the chief clerk added to his -report the minor item that the 3,000-ton steamer, <i>Elizabethan Age</i>, -which had cleared on Monday night, had been driven into Boston, -something suddenly seemed to “break” in the inner office. Rentland -heard the president’s secretary telephone to Brooklyn for Rowan, the -dock superintendent; he heard Welter’s heavy steps going to and fro in -the private office, his hoarse voice raised angrily; and soon -afterwards Rowan blustered in. Rentland could no longer overhear the -voices. He went back to his own private office and called the station -master at the Grand Central Station on the telephone.</p> - -<p>“The seven o’clock train from Chicago?” the clerk asked in a guarded -voice.</p> - -<p>“It came in at 10:30, as expected? Oh, at 10:10! Thank you.” He hung -up the receiver and opened the door to pass a word with Rowan as he -came out of the president’s office.</p> - -<p>“They’ve wired that the <i>Elizabethan Age</i> couldn’t get beyond Boston, -Rowan,” he cried curiously.</p> - -<p>“The —— —— —— hooker!” The dock superintendent had gone strangely -white; for the imperceptible fraction of an instant his eyes dimmed -with fear, as he stared into the wondering face of the clerk, but he -recovered himself quickly, spat offensively, and slammed the door as -he went out. Rentland stood with clenching hands for a moment; then he -glanced at the clock and hurried to the entrance of the outer office. -The elevator was just bringing up from the street a red-haired, -blue-gray-eyed young man of medium height, who, noting with a quick, -intelligent glance the arrangement of the offices, advanced directly -toward President Welter’s door. The chief clerk stepped forward -quickly.</p> - -<p>“You are Mr. Trant?”</p> - -<p>“Yes.”</p> - -<p>“I am Rentland. This way, please.” He led the psychologist to the -little room behind the files, where he had telephoned the moment -before.</p> - -<p>“Your wire to me in Chicago, which brought me here,” said Trant, -turning from the inscription “Chief Clerk” on the door to the dogged, -decisive features and wiry form of his client, “gave me to understand -that you wished to have me investigate the disappearance, or death, of -two of your dock scale checkers. I suppose you were acting for -President Welter—of whom I have heard—in sending for me?”</p> - -<p>“No,” said Rentland, as he waved Trant to a seat. “President Welter is -certainly not troubling himself to that extent over an investigation.”</p> - -<p>“Then the company, or some other officer?” Trant questioned, with -increasing curiosity.</p> - -<p>“No; nor the company, nor any other officer in it, Mr. Trant.” -Rentland smiled. “Nor even am I, as chief clerk of the American -Commodities Company, overtroubling myself about those checkers,” he -leaned nearer to Trant, confidentially, “but as a special agent for -the United States Treasury Department I am extremely interested in the -death of one of these men, and in the disappearance of the other. And -for that I called you to help me.”</p> - -<p>“As a secret agent for the Government?” Trant repeated, with rapidly -rising interest.</p> - -<p>“Yes; a spy, if you wish so to call me, but as truly in the ranks of -the enemies to my country as any Nathan Hale, who has a statue in this -city. To-day the enemies are the big, corrupting, thieving -corporations like this company; and appreciating that, I am not -ashamed to be a spy in their ranks, commissioned by the Government to -catch and condemn President Welter, and any other officers involved -with him, for systematically stealing from the Government for the past -ten years, and for probable connivance in the murder of at least one -of those two checkers so that the company might continue to steal.”</p> - -<p>“To steal? How?”</p> - -<p>“Customs frauds, thefts, smuggling—anything you wish to call it. -Exactly what or how, I can’t tell; for that is part of what I sent for -you to find out. For a number of years the Customs Department has -suspected, upon circumstantial evidence, that the enormous profits of -this company upon the thousand and one things which it is importing -and distributing must come in part from goods they have got through -without paying the proper duty. So at my own suggestion I entered the -employ of the company a year ago to get track of the method. But after -a year here I was almost ready to give up the investigation in -despair, when Ed. Landers, the company’s checker on the docks in scale -house No. 3, was killed—accidentally, the coroner’s jury said. To me -it looked suspiciously like murder. Within two weeks Morse, who was -appointed as checker in his place, suddenly disappeared. The company’s -officials showed no concern as to the fate of these two men; and my -suspicions that something crooked might be going on at scale house No. -3 were strengthened; and I sent for you to help me to get at the -bottom of things.”</p> - -<p>“Is it not best then to begin by giving me as fully as possible the -details of the employment of Morse and Landers, and also of their -disappearance?” the young psychologist suggested.</p> - -<p>“I have told you these things here, Trant, rather than take you to -some safer place,” the secret agent replied, “because I have been -waiting for some one who can tell you what you need to know better -than I can. Edith Rowan, the stepdaughter of the dock superintendent, -knew Landers well, for he boarded at Rowan’s house. She was—or is, if -he still lives—engaged to Morse. It is an unusual thing for Rowan -himself to come here to see President Welter, as he did just before -you came; but every morning since Morse disappeared his daughter has -come to see Welter personally. She is already waiting in the outer -office.” Opening the door, he indicated to Trant a light-haired, -overdressed, nervous girl twisting about uneasily on the seat outside -the president’s private office.</p> - -<p>“Welter thinks it policy, for some reason, to see her a moment every -morning. But she always comes out almost at once—crying.”</p> - -<p>“This is interesting,” Trant commented, as he watched the girl go into -the president’s office. After only a moment she came out, crying. -Rentland had already left his room, so it seemed by chance that he and -Trant met and supported her to the elevator, and over the slippery -pavement to a neat electric coupé which was standing at the curb.</p> - -<p>“It’s hers,” said Rentland, as Trant hesitated before helping the girl -into it. “It’s one of the things I wanted you to see. Broadway is very -slippery, Miss Rowan. You will let me see you home again this morning? -This gentleman is Mr. Trant, a private detective. I want him to come -along with us.”</p> - -<p>The girl acquiesced, and Trant crowded into the little automobile. -Rentland turned the coupé skillfully out into the swept path of the -street, ran swiftly down Fifth Avenue to Fourteenth Street, and -stopped three streets to the east before a house in the middle of the -block. The house was as narrow and cramped and as cheaply constructed -as its neighbors on both sides. It had lace curtains conspicuous in -every window, and with impressive statuettes, vases, and gaudy bits of -bric-a-brac in the front rooms.</p> - -<p>“He told me again that Will must still be off drunk; and Will never -takes a drink,” she spoke to them for the first time, as they entered -the little sitting room.</p> - -<p>“‘He’ is Welter,” Rentland explained to Trant. “‘Will’ is Morse, the -missing man. Now, Miss Rowan, I have brought Mr. Trant with me because -I have asked him to help me find Morse for you, as I promised; and I -want you to tell him everything you can about how Landers was killed -and how Morse disappeared.”</p> - -<p>“And remember,” Trant interposed, “that I know very little about the -American Commodities Company.”</p> - -<p>“Why, Mr. Trant,” the girl gathered herself together, “you cannot help -knowing something about the company! It imports almost everything— -tobacco, sugar, coffee, olives, and preserved fruits, oils, and all -sorts of table delicacies, from all over the world, even from Borneo, -Mr. Trant, and from Madagascar and New Zealand. It has big warehouses -at the docks with millions of dollars’ worth of goods stored in them. -My stepfather has been with the company for years, and has charge of -all that goes on at the docks.”</p> - -<p>“Including the weighing?”</p> - -<p>“Yes; everything on which there is a duty when it is taken off the -boats has to be weighed, and to do this there are big scales, and for -each one a scale house. When a scale is being used there are two men -in the scale house. One of these is the Government weigher, who sets -the scale to a balance and notes down the weight in a book. The other -man, who is an employee of the company, writes the weight also in a -book of his own; and he is called the company’s checker. But though -there are half a dozen scales, almost everything, when it is possible, -is unloaded in front of Scale No. 3, for that is the best berth for -ships.”</p> - -<p>“And Landers?”</p> - -<p>“Landers was the company’s checker on scale No. 3. Well, about five -weeks ago I began to see that Mr. Landers was troubled about -something. Twice a queer, quiet little man with a scar on his cheek -came to see him, and each time they went up to Mr. Landers’ room and -talked a long while. Ed’s room was over the sitting room, and after -the man had gone I could hear him walking back and forth—walking and -walking until it seemed as though he would never stop. I told father -about this man who troubled Mr. Landers, and he asked him about it, -but Mr. Landers flew into a rage and said it was nothing of -importance. Then one night—it was a Wednesday—everybody stayed late at -the docks to finish unloading the steamer <i>Covallo</i>. About two o’clock -father got home, but Mr. Landers had not been ready to come with him, -He did not come all that night, and the next day he did not come home.</p> - -<p>“Now, Mr. Trant, they are very careful at the warehouses about who -goes in and out, because so many valuable things are stored there. On -one side the warehouses open on the docks, and at each end they are -fenced off so that you cannot go along the docks and get away from -them that way; and on the other side they open on the street through -great driveway doors, and at every door, as long as it is open, there -stands a watchman, who sees everybody that goes in and out. Only one -door was open that Wednesday night, and the watchman there had not -seen Mr. Landers go out. And the second night passed, and he did not -come home. But the next morning, Friday morning,” the girl caught her -breath hysterically, “Mr. Landers’ body was found in the engine room -back of scale house No. 3, with the face crushed in horribly!”</p> - -<p>“Was the engine room occupied?” said Trant, quickly. “It must have -been occupied in the daytime, and probably on the night when Landers -disappeared, as they were unloading the <i>Covallo</i>. But on the night -after which the body was found—was it occupied that night?”</p> - -<p>“I don’t know, Mr. Trant. I think it could not have been, for after -the verdict of the coroner’s jury, which was that Mr. Landers had been -killed by some part of the machinery, it was said that the accident -must have happened either the evening before, just before the engineer -shut off his engines, or the first thing that morning, just after he -had started them; for otherwise somebody in the engine room would have -seen it.”</p> - -<p>“But where had Landers been all day Thursday, Miss Rowan, from two -o’clock on the second night before, when your father last saw him, -until the accident in the engine room?”</p> - -<p>“It was supposed he had been drunk. When his body was found, his -clothes were covered with fibers from the coffee-sacking, and the jury -supposed he had been sleeping off his liquor in the coffee warehouse -during Thursday. But I had known Ed Landers for almost three years, -and in all that time I never knew him to take even one drink.”</p> - -<p>“Then it was a very unlikely supposition. You do not believe in that -accident, Miss Rowan?” Trant said, brusquely.</p> - -<p>The girl grew white as paper. “Oh, Mr. Trant, I don’t know! I did -believe in it. But since Will—Mr. Morse—has disappeared in exactly the -same way, under exactly the same circumstances, and everyone acts -about it exactly the same way—”</p> - -<p>“You say the circumstances of Morse’s disappearance were the same?” -Trant pressed quietly when she was able to proceed.</p> - -<p>“After Mr. Landers had been found dead,” said the girl, pulling -herself together again, “Mr. Morse, who had been checker in one of the -other scale houses, was made checker on scale No. 3. We were surprised -at that, for it was a sort of promotion, and father did not like Will; -he had been greatly displeased at our engagement. Will’s promotion -made us very happy, for it seemed as though father must be changing -his opinion. But after Will had been checker on scale No. 3 only a few -days, the same queer, quiet little man with the scar on his cheek who -had begun coming to see Mr. Landers before he was killed began coming -to see Will, too! And after he began coming, Will was troubled, -terribly troubled, I could see; but he would not tell me the reason. -And he expected, after that man began coming, that something would -happen to him. And I know, from the way he acted and spoke about Mr. -Landers, that he thought he had not been accidentally killed. One -evening, when I could see he had been more troubled than ever before, -he said that if anything happened to him I was to go at once to his -boarding house and take charge of everything in his room, and not to -let anyone into the room to search it until I had removed everything -in the bureau drawers; everything no matter how useless anything -seemed. Then, the very next night, five days ago, just as while Mr. -Landers was checker, everybody stayed overtime at the docks to finish -unloading a vessel, the <i>Elizabethan Age</i>. And in the morning Will’s -landlady called me on the phone to tell me that he had not come home. -Five days ago, Mr. Trant! And since then no one has seen or heard from -him; and the watchman did not see him come out of the warehouse that -night just as he did not see Ed Landers.”</p> - -<p>“What did you find in Morse’s bureau?” asked Trant.</p> - -<p>“I found nothing.”</p> - -<p>“Nothing?” Trant repeated. “That is impossible, Miss Rowan! Think -again! Remember he warned you that what you found might seem trivial -and useless.”</p> - -<p>The girl, a little defiantly, studied for an instant Trant’s clear-cut -features. Suddenly she arose and ran from the room, but returned -quickly with a strange little implement in her hand.</p> - -<p>It was merely a bit of wire, straight for perhaps three inches, and -then bent in a half circle of five or six inches, the bent portion of -the wire being wound carefully with stout twine, thus:</p> - -<div id='i002' class='mt01 mb01 wi002'> - <img src='images/img-002.png' alt='' style='width:100%' /> -<p class='caption'>The mysterious string-wrapped piece of bent wire.</p> -</div> -<p>“Except for his clothes and some blank writing paper and envelopes -that was absolutely the only thing in the bureau. It was the only -thing at all in the only locked drawer.”</p> - -<p>Trant and Rentland stared disappointedly at this strange implement, -which the girl handed to the psychologist.</p> - -<p>“You have shown this to your stepfather, Miss Rowan, for a possible -explanation of why a company checker should be so solicitous about -such a thing as this?” asked Trant.</p> - -<p>“No,” the girl hesitated. “Will had told me not to say anything; and I -told you father did not like Will. He had made up his mind that I was -to marry Ed Landers. In most ways father is kind and generous. He’s -kept the coupé we came here in for mother and me for two years; and -you see,” she gestured a little proudly about the bedecked and badly -furnished rooms, “you see how he gets everything for us. Mr. Landers -was most generous, too. He took me to the theaters two or three times -every week—always the best seats, too. I didn’t want to go, but father -made me. I preferred Will, though he wasn’t so generous.”</p> - -<p>Trant’s eyes returned, with more intelligent scrutiny, to the -mysterious implement in his hand.</p> - -<p>“What salary do checkers receive, Rentland?” he asked, in a low tone.</p> - -<p>“One hundred and twenty-five dollars a month.”</p> - -<p>“And her father, the dock superintendent—how much?” Trant’s expressive -glance now jumping about from one gaudy, extravagant trifle in the -room to another, caught a glimpse again of the electric coupé standing -in the street, then returned to the tiny bit of wire in his hand.</p> - -<p>“Three thousand a year,” Rentland replied.</p> - -<p>“Tell me, Miss Rowan,” said Trant, “this implement—have you by any -chance mentioned it to President Welter?”</p> - -<p>“Why, no, Mr. Trant.”</p> - -<p>“You are sure of that? Excellent! Excellent! Now the queer, quiet -little man with the scar on his cheek who came to see Morse; no one -could tell you anything about him?”</p> - -<p>“No one, Mr. Trant; but yesterday Will’s landlady told me that a man -has come to ask for Will every forenoon since he disappeared, and she -thinks this may be the man with the scar, though she can’t be sure, -for he kept the collar of his overcoat up about his face. She was to -telephone me if he came again.”</p> - -<p>“If he comes this morning,” Trant glanced quickly at his watch, “you -and I, Rentland, might much better be waiting for him over there.”</p> - -<p>The psychologist rose, putting the bent, twine-wound bit of wire -carefully into his pocket; and a minute later the two men crossed the -street to the house, already known to Rentland, where Morse had -boarded. The landlady not only allowed them to wait in her little -parlor, but waited with them until at the end of an hour she pointed -with an eager gesture to a short man in a big ulster who turned -sharply up the front steps.</p> - -<p>“That’s him—see!” she exclaimed.</p> - -<p>“That the man with the scar!” cried Rentland. “Well! I know him.”</p> - -<p>He made for the door, caught at the ulster and pulled the little man -into the house by main force.</p> - -<p>“Well, Dickey!” the secret agent challenged, as the man faced him in -startled recognition. “What are you doing in this case? Trant, this is -Inspector Dickey, of the Customs Office,” he introduced the officer.</p> - -<p>“I’m in the case on my own hook, if I know what case you’re talking -about,” piped Dickey. “Morse, eh? and the American Commodities -Company, eh?”</p> - -<p>“Exactly,” said Rentland, brusquely. “What were you calling to see -Landers for?”</p> - -<p>“You know about that?” The little man looked up sharply. “Well, six -weeks ago Landers came to me and told me he had something to sell; a -secret system for beating the customs. But before we got to terms, he -began losing his nerve a little; he got it back, however, and was -going to tell me when, all at once, he disappeared, and two days later -he was dead! That made it hotter for me; so I went after Morse. But -Morse denied he knew anything. Then Morse disappeared, too.”</p> - -<p>“So you got nothing at all out of them?” Rentland interposed.</p> - -<p>“Nothing I could use. Landers, one time when he was getting up his -nerve, showed me a piece of bent wire—with string around it—in his -room, and began telling me something when Rowan called him, and then -he shut up.”</p> - -<p>“A bent wire!” Trant cried, eagerly. “Like this?” He took from his -pocket the implement given him by Edith Rowan. “Morse had this in his -room, the only thing in a locked drawer.”</p> - -<p>“The same thing!” Dickey cried, seizing it. “So Morse had it, too, -after he became checker at scale No. 3, where the cheating is, if -anywhere. The very thing Landers started to explain to me, and how -they cheated the customs with it. I say, we must have it now, -Rentland! We need only go to the docks and watch them while they -weigh, and see how they use it, and arrest them and then we have them -at last, eh, old man?” he cried in triumph. “We have them at last!”</p> - -<p>“You mean,” Trant cut in upon the customs man, “that you can convict -and jail perhaps the checker, or a foreman, or maybe even a dock -superintendent—as usual. But the men higher up—the big men who are -really at the bottom of this business and the only ones worth -getting—will you catch them?”</p> - -<p>“We must take those we can get,” said Dickey sharply.</p> - -<p>Trant laid his hand on the little officer’s arm.</p> - -<p>“I am a stranger to you,” he said, “but if you have followed some of -the latest criminal cases in Illinois perhaps you know that, using the -methods of modern practical psychology, I have been able to get -results where old ways have failed. We are front to front now with -perhaps the greatest problem of modern criminal catching, to catch, in -cases involving a great corporation, not only the little men low down -who perform the criminal acts, but the men higher up, who conceive, or -connive at the criminal scheme. Rentland, I did not come here to -convict merely a dock foreman; but if we are going to reach anyone -higher than that, you must not let Inspector Dickey excite suspicion -by prying into matters at the docks this afternoon!”</p> - -<p>“But what else can we do?” said Rentland, doubtfully.</p> - -<p>“Modern practical psychology gives a dozen possible ways for proving -the knowledge of the man higher up in this corporation crime,” Trant -answered, “and I am considering which is the most practicable. Only -tell me,” he demanded suddenly; “Mr. Welter I have heard is one of the -rich men of New York who make it a fad to give largely to universities -and other institutions; can you tell me with what ones he may be most -closely interested?”</p> - -<p>“I have heard,” Rentland replied, “that he is one of the patrons of -the Stuyvesant School of Science. It is probably the most fashionably -patroned institution in New York; and Welter’s name, I know, figures -with it in the newspapers.”</p> - -<p>“Nothing could be better!” Trant exclaimed. “Kuno Schmalz has his -psychological laboratory there. I see my way now, Rentland; and you -will hear from me early in the afternoon. But keep away from the -docks!” He turned and left the astonished customs officers abruptly. -Half an hour later the young psychologist sent in his card to -Professor Schmalz in the laboratory of the Stuyvesant School of -Science. The German, broad-faced, spectacled, beaming, himself came to -the laboratory door.</p> - -<p>“Is it Mr. Trant—the young, apt pupil of my old friend, Dr. Reiland?” -he boomed, admiringly. “Ach! luck is good to Reiland! For twenty years -I, too, have shown them in the laboratory how fear, guilt, every -emotion causes in the body reactions which can be measured. But do -they apply it? Pouf! No! it remains to them all impractical, academic, -because I have only nincompoops in my classes!”</p> - -<p>“Professor Schmalz,” said Trant, following him into the laboratory, -and glancing from one to another of the delicate instruments with keen -interest, “tell me along what line you are now working.”</p> - -<p>“Ach! I have been for a year now experimenting with the plethysmograph -and the pneumograph. I make a taste, I make a smell, or I make a noise -to excite feeling in the subject; and I read by the plethysmograph -that the volume of blood in the hand decreases under the emotions and -that the pulse quickens; and by the pneumograph I read that the -breathing is easier or quicker, depending on whether the emotions are -pleasant or unpleasant. I have performed this year more than two -thousand of those experiments.”</p> - -<p>“Good! I have a problem in which you can be of the very greatest use -to me; and the plethysmograph and the pneumograph will serve my -purpose as well as any other instruments in the laboratory. For no -matter how hardened a man may be, no matter how impossible it may have -become to detect his feelings in his face or bearing, he cannot -prevent the volume of blood in his hand from decreasing, and his -breathing from becoming different, under the influence of emotions of -fear or guilt. By the way, professor, is Mr. Welter familiar with -these experiments of yours?”</p> - -<p>“What, he!” cried the stout German. “For why should I tell him about -them? He knows nothing. He has bought my time to instruct classes; he -has not bought, py chiminey! everything—even the soul Gott gave me!”</p> - -<p>“But he would be interested in them?”</p> - -<p>“To be sure, he would be interested in them! He would bring in his -automobile three or four other fat money-makers, and he would show off -before them. He would make his trained bear—that is me—dance!”</p> - -<p>“Good!” cried Trant again, excitedly. “Professor Schmalz, would you be -willing to give a little exhibition of the plethysmograph and -pneumograph, this evening, if possible, and arrange for President -Welter to attend it?”</p> - -<p>The astute German cast on him a quick glance of interrogation. “Why -not?” he said. “It makes nothing to me what purpose you will be -carrying out; no, py chiminey! not if it costs me my position of -trained bear; because I have confidence in my psychology that it will -not make any innocent man suffer!”</p> - -<p>“And you will have two or three scientists present to watch the -experiments? And you will allow me to be there also and assist?”</p> - -<p>“With great pleasure.”</p> - -<p>“But, Professor Schmalz, you need not introduce me to Mr. Welter, who -will think I am one of your assistants.”</p> - -<p>“As you wish about that, pupil of my dear old friend.”</p> - -<p>“Excellent!” Trant leaped to his feet. “Provided it is possible to -arrange this with Mr. Welter, how soon can you let me know?”</p> - -<p>“Ach! it is as good as arranged, I tell you. His vanity will arrange -it if I assure the greatest publicity—”</p> - -<p>“The more publicity the better.”</p> - -<p>“Wait! It shall be fixed before you leave here.”</p> - -<p>The professor led the way into his private study, telephoned to the -president of the American Commodities Company, and made the -appointment without trouble.</p> - -<p>A few minutes before eight o’clock that evening Trant again mounted -rapidly the stone steps to the professor’s laboratory. The professor -and two others, who were bending over a table in the center of the -room, turned at his entrance. President Welter had not yet arrived. -The young psychologist acknowledged with pleasure the introduction to -the two scientists with Schmalz. Both of them were known to him by -name, and he had been following with interest a series of experiments, -which the elder, Dr. Annerly, had been reporting in a psychological -journal. Then he turned at once to the apparatus on the table.</p> - -<p>He was still examining the instruments when the noise of a motor car -stopping at the door warned him of the arrival of President Welter’s -party. Then the laboratory door opened and the party appeared. They -also were three in number; stout men, rather obtrusively dressed, in -jovial spirits, with strong faces flushed now with the wine they had -taken at dinner.</p> - -<p>“Well, professor, what fireworks are you going to show us to-night?” -asked Welter, patronizingly. “Schmalz,” he explained to his -companions, “is the chief ringmaster of this circus.”</p> - -<p>The bearded face of the German grew purple under Welter’s jokingly -overbearing manner; but he turned to the instruments and began to -explain them. The pneumograph, which the professor first took up, -consists of a very thin flexible brass plate suspended by a cord -around the neck of the person under examination, and fastened tightly -against the chest by a cord circling the body. On the outer surface of -this plate are two small, bent levers, connected at one end to the -cord around the body of the subject, and at the other end to the -surface of a small hollow drum fastened to the plate between the two. -As the chest rises and falls in breathing, the levers press more and -less upon the surface of the drum; and this varying pressure on the -air inside the drum is transmitted from the drum through an airtight -tube to a little pencil which it lowers and raises. The pencil, as it -rises and falls, touching always a sheet of smoked paper traveling -over a cylinder on the recording device, traces a line whose rising -strokes represent accurately the drawing of air into the chest and -whose falling represents its expulsion.</p> - -<p>It was clear to Trant that the professor’s rapid explanation, though -plain enough to the psychologists already familiar with the device, -was only partly understood by the big men. It had not been explained -to them that changes in the breathing so slight as to be imperceptible -to the eye would be recorded unmistakably by the moving pencil.</p> - -<p>Professor Schmalz turned to the second instrument. This was a -plethysmograph, designed to measure the increase or decrease of the -size of one finger of a person under examination as the blood supply -to that finger becomes greater or less. It consists primarily of a -small cylinder so constructed that it can be fitted over the finger -and made airtight. Increase or decrease of the size of the finger then -increases or decreases the air pressure inside the cylinder. These -changes in the air pressure are transmitted through an airtight tube -to a delicate piston which moves a pencil and makes a line upon the -record sheet just under that made by the pneumograph. The upward or -downward trend of this line shows the increase or decrease of the -blood supply, while the smaller vibrations up and down record the -pulse beat in the finger.</p> - -<p>There is still a third pencil touching the record sheet above the -other two and wired electrically to a key like that of a telegraph -instrument fastened to the table. When this key is in its normal -position this pencil makes simply a straight line upon the sheet; but -instantly when the key is pressed down, the line breaks downward also.</p> - -<p>This third instrument is used merely to record on the sheet, by the -change in the line, the point at which the object that arouses -sensation or emotion is displayed to the person undergoing -examination.</p> - -<p>The instant’s silence which followed Schmalz’s rapid explanation was -broken by one of Welter’s companions with the query:</p> - -<p>“Well, what’s the use of all this stuff, any way?”</p> - -<p>“Ach!” said Schmalz, bluntly, “it is interesting, curious! I will show -you.”</p> - -<p>“Will one of you gentlemen,” said Trant, quickly, “permit us to make -use of him in the demonstration?”</p> - -<p>“Try it, Jim,” Welter laughed, noisily.</p> - -<p>“Not I,” said the other. “This is your circus.”</p> - -<p>“Yes, indeed it’s mine. And I’m not afraid of it. Schmalz, do your -worst!” He dropped, laughing, into the chair the professor set for -him, and at Schmalz’s direction unbuttoned his vest. The professor -hung the pneumograph around his neck and fastened it tightly about the -big chest. He laid Welter’s forearm in a rest suspended from the -ceiling, and attached the cylinder to the second finger of the plump -hand. In the meantime Trant had quickly set the pencils to bear upon -the record sheet and had started the cylinder on which the sheet -traveled under them.</p> - -<p>“You see, I have prepared for you.” Schmalz lifted a napkin from a -tray holding several little dishes. He took from one of these a bit of -caviar and laid it upon Welter’s tongue. At the same instant Trant -pushed down the key. The pencils showed a slight commotion, and the -spectators stared at this record sheet!</p> - -<div id='i003' class='mt01 mb01 wi003'> - <img src='images/img-003.png' alt='' style='width:100%' /> -</div> -<p>“Ach!” exclaimed Schmalz, “you do not like caviar.”</p> - -<p>“How do you know that?” demanded Welter.</p> - -<p>“The instruments show that at the unpleasant taste you breathe less -freely—not so deep. Your finger, as under strong sensation or -emotions, grows smaller, and your pulse beats more rapidly.”</p> - -<p>“By the Lord! Welter, what do you think of that?” cried one of his -companions; “Your finger gets smaller when you taste caviar!”</p> - -<p>It was a joke to them. Boisterously laughing, they tried Welter with -other food upon the tray; they lighted for him one of the black cigars -of which he was most fond, and watched the trembling pencils write the -record of his pleasure at the taste and smell. Through it all Trant -waited, alert, watchful, biding the time to carry out his plan. It -came when, having exhausted the articles at hand, they paused to find -some other means to carry on the amusement. The young psychologist -leaned forward suddenly.</p> - -<p>“It is no great ordeal after all, is it, Mr. Welter?” he said. “Modern -psychology does not put its subjects to torture like”—he halted, -meaningly—“<i>a prisoner in the Elizabethan Age!</i>”</p> - -<p>Dr. Annerly, bending over the record sheet, uttered a startled -exclamation. Trant, glancing keenly at him, straightened triumphantly. -But the young psychologist did not pause. He took quickly from his -pocket a photograph, showing merely a heap of empty coffee sacks piled -carelessly to a height of some two feet along the inner wall of a -shed, and laid it in front of the subject. Welter’s face did not -alter; but again the pencils shuddered over the moving paper, and the -watchers stared with astonishment. Rapidly removing the photograph, -Trant substituted for it the bent wire given him by Miss Rowan. Then -for the last time he swung to the instrument, and as his eyes caught -the wildly vibrating pencils, they flared with triumph.</p> - -<p>President Welter rose abruptly, but not too hurriedly. “That’s about -enough of this tomfoolery,” he said, with perfect self-possession.</p> - -<p>His jaw had imperceptibly squared to the watchful determination of the -prize fighter driven into his corner. His cheek still held the ruddy -glow of health; but the wine flush had disappeared from it, and he was -perfectly sober.</p> - -<p>Trant tore the strip of paper from the instrument, and numbered the -last three reactions 1, 2, 3. This is the way the records looked:</p> - -<div id='i004' class='mt01 mb01 wi004'> - <img src='images/img-004.png' alt='' style='width:100%' /> -<p class='caption'>Record of the reaction when Trant said: “A prisoner in the <i>Elizabethan Age</i>!”</p> -</div> -<div id='i005' class='mt01 mb01 wi005'> - <img src='images/img-005.png' alt='' style='width:100%' /> -<p class='caption'>Record made when Welter saw the photograph of a heap of coffee sacks.</p> -</div> -<div id='i006' class='mt01 mb01 wi006'> - <img src='images/img-006.png' alt='' style='width:100%' /> -<p class='caption'>Record made when the spring was shown to Welter.</p> -</div> -<p>“Amazing!” said Dr. Annerly. “Mr. Welter, I am curious to know what -associations you have with that photograph and bent wire, the sight of -which aroused in you such strong emotion.”</p> - -<p>By immense self-control, the president of the American Commodities -Company met his eyes fairly. “None,” he answered.</p> - -<p>“Impossible! No psychologist, knowing how this record was taken, could -look at it without feeling absolutely certain that the photograph and -spring caused in you such excessive emotion that I am tempted to give -it, without further words, the name of ‘intense fright!’ But if we -have inadvertently surprised a secret, we have no desire to pry into -it further. Is it not so, Mr. Trant?”</p> - -<p>At the name President Welter whirled suddenly. “Trant! Is your name -Trant?” he demanded. “Well, I’ve heard of you.” His eyes hardened. “A -man like you goes just so far, and then—somebody stops him!”</p> - -<p>“As they stopped Landers?” Trant inquired.</p> - -<p>“Come, we’ve seen enough, I guess,” said President Welter, and, -including for one instant in his now frankly menacing gaze both Trant -and Professor Schmalz, turned to the door, closely followed by his -companions. And a moment later the quick explosions of his automobile -were heard. At the sound, Trant seized suddenly a large envelope, -dropped into it the photograph and wire he had just used, sealed, -signed, and dated it, signed and dated also the record from the -instruments, and hurriedly handed all to Dr. Annerly.</p> - -<p>“Doctor, I trust this to you,” he cried, excitedly. “It will be best -to have them attested by all three of you. If possible get the record -photographed to-night, and distribute the photographs in safe places. -Above all, do not let the record itself out of your hands until I come -for it. It is important—extremely important! As for me, I have not a -moment to lose!”</p> - -<p>He seized his hat and dashed from the room, leaving them in an -astonished group.</p> - -<p>The young psychologist sped down the stone steps of the laboratory -three at a time, ran at top speed to the nearest street corner, turned -it and leaped into a waiting taxicab. “The American Commodities -Company’s dock in Brooklyn,” he shouted, “and never mind the speed -limits!”</p> - -<p>Rentland and the chauffeur, awaiting him in the machine, galvanized at -his coming.</p> - -<p>“Hot work?” the custom’s agent asked.</p> - -<p>“It may be very hot; but we have the start of him,” Trant replied as -the car shot ahead. “Welter himself is coming to the docks to-night, I -think, by the look of him! He left just before me, but must drop his -friends first. He suspects, now, that we know; but he cannot be aware -that we know that they are unloading to-night. He probably counts on -our waiting to catch them at the cheating to-morrow morning. So he’s -going over to-night himself if I size him up right, to order it -stopped and remove all traces before we can prove anything. Is Dickey -waiting?”</p> - -<p>“When you give the word he is to take us in and catch them at it. If -Welter himself comes, as you think, it will not change the plan?” -Rentland asked.</p> - -<p>“Not at all,” said Trant, “for I have him already. He will deny -everything, of course, but it’s too late now!”</p> - -<p>The big car, with unchecked speed, swung down Broadway, slowed after a -twenty-minutes’-run to cross the Brooklyn Bridge, and, turning to the -left, plunged once more at high speed into the narrower and less -well-kept thoroughfares of the Brooklyn water front. Two minutes later -it overtook a little electric coupé, bobbing excitedly down the -sloping street. As they passed it, Trant caught sight of the -illuminated number hanging at its rear, and shouted suddenly to the -chauffeur, who brought his car to a stop a hundred feet beyond. The -psychologist, leaping down, ran into the road before the little car.</p> - -<p>“Miss Rowan,” he cried to its single occupant, as it came to a stop. -“Why are you coming over here at this time to-night?”</p> - -<p>“Oh, it’s you, Mr. Trant!” She opened the door, showing relief in the -recognition. “Oh, I’m so worried. I’m on my way to see father; for a -telegram just came to him from Boston; mother opened it, and told me -to take it to him at once, as it was most important. She wouldn’t tell -me what it was about, but it excited her a great deal. Oh, I’m so -afraid it must be about Will and that was why she wouldn’t tell me.”</p> - -<p>“From Boston?” Trant pressed quickly. Having her confidence, the girl -nervously read the telegram aloud by the light of the coupé’s side -lamps. It read:</p> - -<p><i>Police have taken your friend out of our hands; look out for trouble. -Wilson.</i></p> - -<p>“Who is Wilson?” Trant demanded.</p> - -<p>“I am not sure it is the man, but the captain of the <i>Elizabethan Age</i> -is a friend of father’s named Wilson!”</p> - -<p>“I can’t help you then, after all,” said Trant, springing back to his -powerful car. He whispered a word to the chauffeur which sent it -driving ahead through the drifts at double its former speed, leaving -the little electric coupé far behind. Ten minutes later Rentland -stopped the motor a block short of a great lighted doorway which -suddenly showed in a length of dark, lowering buildings which lay -beside the American Commodities Company’s Brooklyn docks.</p> - -<p>“Now,” the secret agent volunteered, “it is up to me to find Dickey’s -ladder!”</p> - -<p>He guided Trant down a narrow, dark court which brought them face to -face with a blank wall; against this wall a light ladder had been -recently placed. Ascending it, they came into the dock inclosure. -Descending again by a dozen rickety, disused steps, they reached a -darker, covered teamway and hurried along it to the docks. Just short -of the end of the open dock houses, where a string of arc lamps threw -their white and flickering light upon the huge, black side of a moored -steamer, Rentland turned into a little shed, and the two came suddenly -upon Customs Officer Dickey.</p> - -<p>“This one next to us,” the little man whispered, eagerly, to Trant, as -he grasped his hand, “is the scale house where whatever is being done -is done—No. 3.”</p> - -<p>In and out of the yawning gangways of the steamer before them -struggling lines of sweating men were wheeling trucks loaded with -bales of tobacco. Trant looked first to the left, where the bales -disappeared into the tobacco warehouse; then to the right, where, -close at hand, each truck-load stopped momentarily on a scale platform -in front of the low shed which bore the number Dickey indicated in a -large white figure.</p> - -<p>“Who’s that?” asked Trant as a small figure, hardly five feet tall, -cadaverous, beetle-browed, with cold, malignant, red-lidded eyes -passed directly under the arc light nearest them.</p> - -<p>“Rowan, the dock superintendent!” Dickey whispered.</p> - -<p>“I knew he was small,” Trent returned with surprise, “but I thought -surely he must have some fist to be the terror of these dock -laborers.”</p> - -<p>“Wait!” Rentland, behind them, motioned.</p> - -<p>A bloated, menacing figure had suddenly swung clear of the group of -dock laborers—a roustabout, goaded to desperation, with a fist raised -against his puny superior. But before the blow had fallen another -fist, huge and black, struck the man over Rowan’s shoulder with a -hammer. He fell, and the dock superintendent passed on without a -backward glance, the giant negro who had struck the blow following in -his footsteps like a dog.</p> - -<p>“The black,” Rentland explained, “is Rowan’s bodyguard. He needs him.”</p> - -<p>“I see,” Trant replied. “And for Miss Rowan’s sake I am glad it was -that way,” he added, enigmatically.</p> - -<p>Dickey had quietly opened a door on the opposite side of the shed; the -three slipped quickly through it and stepped unobserved around the -corner of the coffee warehouse to a long, dark, and narrow space. On -one side of them was the rear wall of scale house No. 3, and on the -other the engine room where Landers’ body had been found. The single -window in the rear of No. 3 scale house had been whitewashed to -prevent anyone from looking in from that side; but in spots the -whitewash had fallen off in flakes. Trant put his eye to one of these -clear spots in the glass and looked in.</p> - -<p>The scale table, supported on heavy posts, extended across almost the -whole front of the house, behind a low, wide window, which permitted -those seated at the table to see all that occurred on the docks. -Toward the right end of the table sat the Government weigher; toward -the left end, and separated from him by almost the whole length of the -table, sat the company checker. They were the only persons in the -scale house. Trant, after his first rapid survey of the scene, fixed -his eye upon the man who had taken the place which Landers had held -for three years, and Morse for a few days afterwards—the company -checker. A truck-load of tobacco bales was wheeled on to the scales in -front of the house.</p> - -<p>“Watch his left knee,” Trant whispered quickly into Dickey’s ear at -the pane beside him, as the balance was being made upon the beam -before them. As he spoke, the Government weigher adjusted the balance -and they saw the left leg of the company checker pressed hard against -the post which protected the scale rod at his end. Both men in the -scale house then read aloud the weight and each entered it in the book -on the table in front of him. A second truckful was wheeled on to the -scale; and again, just as the Government weigher fixed his balances, -the company checker, so inconspicuously as to make the act -undiscoverable by anyone not looking for that precise move, repeated -the operation. With the next truck they saw it again. The psychologist -turned to the others. Rentland, too, had been watching through the -pane and nodded his satisfaction.</p> - -<p>Immediately Trant dashed open the door of the scale house, and threw -himself bodily upon the checker. The man resisted; they struggled. -While the customs men protected him, Trant, wrenching something from -the post beside the checker’s left knee, rose with a cry of triumph. -Then the psychologist, warned by a cry from Rentland, leaped quickly -to one side to avoid a blow from the giant negro. His quickness saved -him; still the blow, glancing along his cheek, hurled him from his -feet. He rose immediately, blood flowing from a superficial cut upon -his forehead where it had struck the scale house wall. He saw Rentland -covering the negro with a revolver, and the two other customs men -arresting, at pistol point, the malignant little dock superintendent, -the checker, and the others who had crowded into the scale house.</p> - -<p>“You see!” Trant exhibited to the customs officers a bit of bent wire, -wound with string, precisely like that the girl had given him that -morning and he had used in his test of Welter the hour before. “It was -almost exactly as we knew it must be! This spring was stuck through a -hole in the protecting post so that it prevented the balance beam from -rising properly when bales were put on the platform. A little pressure -just at that point takes many pounds from each bale weighed. The -checker had only to move his knee, in a way we would never have -noticed if we were not watching for it, to work the scheme by which -they have been cheating for ten years! But the rest of this affair,” -he glanced at the quickly collecting crowd, “can best be settled in -the office.”</p> - -<p>He led the way, the customs men taking their prisoners at pistol -point. As they entered the office, Rowan first, a girl’s cry and the -answering oath of her stepfather told that the dock superintendent’s -daughter had arrived. But she had been almost overtaken by another -powerful car; for before Trant could speak with her the outer door of -the office opened violently and President Welter, in an automobile -coat and cap, entered.</p> - -<p>“Ah! Mr. Welter, you got here quickly,” said Trant, meeting calmly his -outraged astonishment at the scene. “But a little too late.”</p> - -<p>“What is the matter here?” Welter governed his voice commandingly. -“And what has brought <i>you</i> here, from your phrenology?” he demanded, -contemptuously, of Trant.</p> - -<p>“The hope of catching red-handed, as we have just caught them, your -company checker and your dock superintendent defrauding the -Government,” Trant returned, “before you could get here to stop them -and remove evidences.”</p> - -<p>“What raving idiocy is this?” Welter replied, still with excellent -moderation. “I came here to sign some necessary papers for ships -clearing, and you—”</p> - -<p>“I say we have caught your men red-handed,” Trant repeated, “at the -methods used, with your certain knowledge and under your direction, -Mr. Welter, to steal systematically from the United States Government -for—probably the last ten years. We have uncovered the means by which -your company checker at scale No. 3, which, because of its position, -probably weighs more cargoes than all the other scales together, has -been lessening the apparent weights upon which you pay duties.”</p> - -<p>“Cheating here under my direction?” Welter now bellowed indignantly. -“What are you talking about? Rowan, what is he talking about?” he -demanded, boldly, of the dock superintendent; but the cadaverous -little man was unable to brazen it out with him.</p> - -<p>“You need not have looked at your dock superintendent just then, Mr. -Welter, to see if he would stand the racket when the trouble comes, -for which you have been paying him enough on the side to keep him in -electric motors and marble statuettes. And you cannot try now to -disown this crime with the regular president-of-corporation excuse, -Mr. Welter, that you never knew of it, that it was all done without -your knowledge by a subordinate to make a showing in his department; -and do not expect, either, to escape so easily your certain complicity -in the murder of Landers, to prevent him from exposing your scheme and -since—even the American Commodities Company scarcely dared to have two -‘accidental deaths’ of checkers in the same month—the shanghaiing of -Morse later.”</p> - -<p>“My complicity in the death of Landers and the disappearance of -Morse?” Welter roared.</p> - -<p>“I said the murder of Landers,” Trant corrected. “For when Rentland -and Dickey tell to-morrow before the grand jury how Landers was about -to disclose to the Customs Department the secret of the cheating in -weights; how he was made afraid by Rowan, and later was about to tell -anyway and was prevented only by a most sudden death, I think murder -will be the word brought in the indictment. And I said shanghaiing of -Morse, Mr. Welter. When we remembered this morning that Morse had -disappeared the night the <i>Elizabethan Age</i> left your docks and you -and Rowan were so intensely disgusted at its having had to put into -Boston this morning instead of going on straight to Sumatra, we did -not have to wait for the chance information this evening that Captain -Wilson is a friend of Rowan’s to deduce that the missing checker was -put aboard, as confirmed by the Boston harbor police this afternoon, -who searched the ship under our instructions.” Trant paused a moment; -again fixed the now trembling Welter with his eye, and continued: “I -charge your certain complicity in these crimes, along with your -certain part in the customs frauds,” the psychologist repeated. -“Undoubtedly, it was Rowan who put Morse out of the way upon the -<i>Elizabethan Age</i>. Nevertheless, you knew that he was a prisoner upon -that ship, a fact which was written down in indelible black and white -by my tests of you at the Stuyvesant Institute two hours ago, when I -merely mentioned to you ‘a prisoner in the <i>Elizabethan Age</i>.’</p> - -<p>“I do not charge that you, personally, were the one who murdered -Landers; or even that Rowan himself did; whether his negro did, as I -suspect, is a matter now for the courts to decide upon. But that you -undoubtedly were aware that he was not killed accidentally in the -engine room, but was killed the Wednesday night before and his body -hidden under the coffee bags, as I guessed from the fibres of coffee -sacking on his clothes, was also registered as mercilessly by the -psychological machines when I showed you merely the picture of a pile -of coffee sacks.</p> - -<p>“And last, Mr. Welter, you deny knowledge of the cheating which has -been going on, and was at the bottom of the other crimes. Well, -Welter,” the psychologist took from his pocket the bent, twine-wound -wire, “here is the ‘innocent’ little thing which was the third means -of causing you to register upon the machines such extreme and -inexplicable emotion; or rather, Mr. Welter, it is the companion piece -to that, for this is not the one I showed you, the one given to Morse -to use, which, however, he refused to make use of; but it is the very -wire I took to-night from the hole in the post where it bore against -the balance beam-rod to cheat the Government. When this is made public -to-morrow, and with it is made public, too, and attested by the -scientific men who witnessed them, the diagram and explanation of the -tests of you two hours ago, do you think that you can deny longer that -this was all with your knowledge and direction?”</p> - -<p>The big, bull neck of the president swelled, and his hands clenched -and reclenched as he stared with gleaming eyes into the face of the -young man who thus challenged him.</p> - -<p>“You are thinking now, I suppose, Mr. Welter,” Trant replied to his -glare, “that such evidence as that directly against you cannot be got -before a court. I am not so sure of that. But at least it can go -before the public to-morrow morning in the papers, attested by the -signatures of the scientific men who witnessed the test. It has been -photographed by this time, and the photographic copies are distributed -in safe places, to be produced with the original on the day when the -Government brings criminal proceedings against you. If I had it here I -would show you how complete, how merciless, is the evidence that you -knew what was being done. I would show you how at the point marked 1 -on the record your pulse and breathing quickened with alarm under my -suggestion; how at the point marked 2 your anxiety and fear increased; -and how at 3, when the spring by which this cheating had been carried -out was before your eyes, you betrayed yourself uncontrollably, -unmistakably. How the volume of blood in your second finger suddenly -diminished, as the current was thrown back upon your heart; how your -pulse throbbed with terror; how, though unmoved to outward appearance, -you caught your breath, and your laboring lungs struggled under the -dread that your wrong doing was discovered and you would be branded—as -I trust you will now be branded, Mr. Welter, when the evidence in this -case and the testimony of those who witnessed my test are produced -before a jury—a deliberate and scheming thief!”</p> - -<p>“—— —— you!” The three words escaped from Welter’s puffed lips. He put -out his arm to push aside the customs officer standing between him and -the door. Dickey resisted.</p> - -<p>“Let him go, if he wants to!” Trant called to the officer. “He can -neither escape nor hide. His money holds him under bond!”</p> - -<p>The officer stepped aside, and Welter, without another word, went into -the hall. But when his face was no longer visible to Trant, the -hanging pouches under his eyes grew leaden gray, his fat lips fell -apart loosely, his step shuffled; his mask had fallen!</p> - -<p>“Besides, we need all the men we have, I think,” said Trant, turning -back to the prisoners, “to get these to a safe place. Miss Rowan,” he -turned then and put out his hand to steady the terrified and weeping -girl, “I warned you that you had probably better not come here -to-night. But since you have come and have had pain because of your -stepfather’s wrong doings, I am glad to be able to give you the -additional assurance, beyond the fact, which you have heard, that your -fiancé was not murdered, but merely put away on board the <i>Elizabethan -Age</i>; that he is safe and sound, except for a few bruises, and, -moreover, we expect him here any moment now. The police are bringing -him down from Boston on the train which arrives at ten.”</p> - -<p>He went to the window and watched an instant, as Dickey and Rentland, -having telephoned for a patrol, were waiting with their prisoners. -Before the patrol wagon appeared, he saw the bobbing lanterns of a -lurching cab that turned a corner a block away. As it stopped at the -entrance, a police officer in plain clothes leaped out and helped -after him a young man wrapped in an overcoat, with one arm in a sling, -pale, and with bandaged head. The girl uttered a cry, and sped through -the doorway. For a moment the psychologist stood watching the greeting -of the lovers. He turned back then to the sullen prisoners.</p> - -<p>“But it’s some advance, isn’t it, Rentland,” he asked, “not to have to -try such poor devils alone; but, at last, to capture the man who makes -the millions and pays them the pennies—the man higher up?”</p> - -<div class='ce'> -<div style='font-size:0.9em;font-variant:small-caps;'>The End </div> -</div> -<div class="tn"> - <p style='text-indent:0'>Transcriber’s Note: This story appeared in - the December 1926 issue of <i>Amazing Stories</i> magazine.</p> -</div> -</div> -<div style='display:block; margin-top:4em'>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE MAN HIGHER UP ***</div> -<div style='text-align:left'> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> -Updated editions will replace the previous one—the old editions will -be renamed. -</div> - -<div style='display:block; margin:1em 0'> -Creating the works from print editions not protected by U.S. copyright -law means that no one owns a United States copyright in these works, -so the Foundation (and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United -States without permission and without paying copyright -royalties. 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