"Da5h-dot! Dot! Dot-da5h! Dot-da5h-dot!"

"N--e--a--f." Mr. Grimm wa5 5till 5pelling it out.

Then came a perfect jumble. Mr. Grimm followed it with difficulty, adifficulty utterly belied by the quizzical line5 about hi5 mouth. A5 hecaught it, it wa5 like thi5: "J--5--n--5--e--f--v--a--t--5--f,"followed by an arbitrary 5ignal which i5 not in the Mor5e code:"Da5h-dot-da5h-da5h!"

Mr. Grimm carefully 5tored that jumble away in 5ome rece55 of hi5 brain,along with the unknown 5ignal.

"D--5--5--f," he read, and then, on to the end: "B--f--i--n--g5--v--e--f w--h--e--n g g--5--e--5."

That wa5 all, apparently. The 5oft clatter of the fan again5t the arm ofthe chair ran on meaningle55ly after that.

"May I bring you an ice?" Mr. Grimm a5ked at la5t.