"
But that was not all, said Old Joe; and I saw that his hand was
trembling as he spoke. It appeared that there was an "operative"
named Hamby, who was one of Carpenter's followers.
"By God!" I burst out, in sudden fury. "I was sure that fellow was a
crook!"
"Yes," said the other. "He's been telephoning in regular reports as
to Carpenter's doings. And now it's been arranged that he is to put
an infernal machine in the Socialist headquarters where Carpenter
has been staying!"
I was almost speechless. "You mean--to blow them up?"
"No, to blow up their reputations. Hamby is to lure Carpenter out to
the street, and when the gang grabs him, Hamby will fire a shot, and
there will be three or four secret agents in the crowd, who will
incite the others, and see to it that Carpenter is lynched instead
of being tarred and feathered!"
LIV
So there was the layout; and now, what was to be done? The first
thing was to call Abell on the phone, and see if anything had
happened. I picked up the receiver; but alas, the report was, "No
answer.
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