Average Jones returned to his seat to watch Carroll Morrison
who, sat, with hell-fires of fear scorching him, until the last band had
blared its way into silence.

Again the governor was speaking to him.

"'Mr. Morrison, I want you to visit a house near here. Mr. Jones and Mr.
Waldemar will come along; you know them, perhaps. Please don't protest.
I positively will not take a refusal. We have a motor-car waiting."

Furious, but not daring to refuse, Morrison found himself whirled
swiftly away, and after a few turns to shake off the crowd, into Spencer
Street. With his captors, he mounted to the third floor of an old frame
house. The rear room door had been broken in. Inside stood a strange
instrument, resembling a large camera, which had once stood upright on
a steel tripod riveted to the floor. The legs of the tripod were twisted
and bent. A half-demolished chair near by suggested the agency of
destruction.

"Just to render it harmless," explained Average Jones. "It formerly
pointed through that window, so that a bullet from the barrel would
strike that pole way yonder in Harrison Street, after first passing
through any intervening body. Yours, for instance, Governor."

"Do I understand that this is a gun, Mr. Jones," asked that official.

"Of a sort," replied the Ad-Visor, opening up the camera-box and
showing a large barrel superimposed on a smaller one. "This is a
sighting-glass," he explained, tapping the larger barrel. "And this,"
tapping the smaller, "carries a small but efficient bullet. This curious
sheath"--he pointed to a cylindrical jacket around part of the rifle
barrel--"is a Coulomb silencer, which reduces a small-arm report almost
to a whisper. Here is an electric button which was connected with yonder
battery before I operated on it with the chair, and distributed its
spark, part to the gun, part to the flash-light powder on this little
shelf. Do you see the plan now? The instant that the governor, riding
through the street yonder, is sighted through this glass, the operator
presses the button, and flash-light and bullet go off instantaneously."

"But why the flash-light?" asked the governor.

"Merely a blind to fool the landlady and avert any possible suspicion.
They had told her that they had a new invention to take flash-lights
at a distance. Amidst the other flashes, this one wouldn't be noticed
particularly. They had covered their trail well."

"Well, indeed," said the governor. "May I co