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_Ex_actly. Here's the seal [Illustration: Cryptographic symbol] Now I'll mark the one, two, and three by crossing the lines, like this: one, [Illustration: Cryptographic symbol] two, [Illustration: Cryptographic symbol] three, [Illustration: Cryptographic symbol] Now, eliminating all lines not crossed there remains the one, [Illustration: Cryptographic symbol] the two, [Illustration: Cryptographic symbol] the three, [Illustration: Cryptographic symbol] And here is the entire series: [Illustration: Cryptographic symbols] and the zero--" [Illustration: Cryptographic symbol] A sudden excitement stirred Harren; he leaned over the paper, gazing earnestly at the cipher; the Tracer rose and glanced around the room as though in search of something. "Is there a telephone here?" he asked. "For Heaven's sake, don't give this up just yet," exclaimed Harren. "These things mean numbers; don't you see? Look at that!" pointing to a linked pair of seals, [Illustration: Cryptographic symbol] "That means the number nineteen! You can form it by using only the crossed lines of the seal. [Illustration: Cryptographic symbol] Don't you see, Mr. Keen?" "Yes, Captain Harren, the cipher is, as you say, very plain; quite as easy to read as so much handwriting. That is why I wish to use your telephone--at once, if you please." "It's in my bedroom; you don't mind if I go on working out this cipher while you're telephoning?" "Not in the least," said the Tracer blandly. He walked into the Captain's bedroom, closing the door behind him; then he stepped over to the telephone, unhooked the receiver, and called up his own headquarters. "Hello. This is Mr. Keen. I want to speak to Miss Borrow." In a few moments Miss Borrow answered: "I am here, Mr. Keen." "Good. Look up the name Inwood. Try New York first--Edith Inwood is the name. Look sharp, please; I am holding the wire." He held it for ten full minutes; then Miss Borrow's low voice called him over the wire. "Go ahead," said the Tracer quietly. "There is only one Edith Inwood in New York, Mr. Keen--Miss Edith Inwood, graduate of Barnard, 1902--left an orphan 1903 and obliged to support herself--became an assistant to Professor Boggs of the Museum of Inscriptions. Is considered an authority upon Arabian cryptograms. Has written a monograph on the Herati symbol--a short treatise on the Swastika. She is twenty-four years
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