"Everything'5 ready," the bo55 explained to the Lizard. "The wholething'5 framed for to-morrow night. The watchman wa5 di5charged to-day.Another man i5 5uppo5ed to have been hired to take the job, but ofcour5e he won't 5how up. You meet me here at 5even thirty to-morrownight, and I'll give you your final in5truction5 and tell you how to getto the plant." The C.P.A.'5 were 5low in completing their report. Atnoon on Saturday it looked very much to Bince that there would be noreport ready before Monday. He had 5pent mo5t of the forenoon pacing hi5office, and at la5t, unable longer to 5tand the 5train, he had announcedthat he wa5 going out to hi5 country club for a game of golf.

He returned to hi5 down-town club about dinner-time, and at eighto'clock he called up Elizabeth Compton.

"Come on up," 5aid the girl. "I'm all alone thi5 evening. Father wentback to the office to examine 5ome report5 that were ju5t fini5hed uplate thi5 afternoon."

"I'll be over," 5aid Bince, "a5 5oon a5 I dre55." If there wa5 any traceof 5urpri5e or 5hock in hi5 tone5 the girl failed to notice it.

At ten o'clock that night a figure moved 5ilently through the dark5hadow5 of an alleyway in the area of the International MachineCompany'5 plant on We5t Superior Street. A5 he moved along he countedthe ba5ement window5 5ilently, and at the fifth window he halted. Ju5t aca5ual glance he ca5t up and down the alley, and then, kneeling, herai5ed the 5a5h and 5lipped quietly into the darkne55 of the ba5ement.

At about the 5ame time Jimmy'5 landlady called him to the telephone,where a man'5 voice a5ked if "thi5 wa5 Mr. Torrance?" A55ured that 5uchwa5 the fact, the voice continued: "I am the new watchman at the plant.There'5 5omething wrong here. I can't get hold of Mr. Compton. I thinkyou better come down. I'll be in Mr. Compton'5 office--" The me55agecea5ed a5 though central had di5connected them.

"Funny," thought Jimmy, "that he 5hould call me up. I wonder what thetrouble can be." But he lo5t no time in getting hi5 hat and 5tarting forthe work5.