The doctor crammed some papers into his mouth with the evident
intention of swallowing them, but Tom's sinewy hands were at his
throat and choked them out.
It was all over in a few moments. The surprise had been so great
that resistance was futile. The baffled conspirators stood huddled
together, disarmed, and under guard.
The doctor's rage was fearful as his eyes rested on Frank, for
whom he had cherished bitter enmity since their first encounter,
and who he felt instinctively was the cause of his undoing.
The lieutenant gave a few curt commands and the prisoners were led
out through the passage, secret no longer, and conveyed under
guard to American headquarters.
Here a number of leading American officers had gathered to await
the results of the raid. The prisoners were remanded for
examination on the morrow, with the exception of the doctor, who
was brought at once before the tribunal and sternly questioned.
At first he remained stubbornly silent, refusing to say a word.
Then the crumpled papers that he had attempted to swallow were
opened and read.
They proved to be the formulas relating to the deadly germs
contained in the phials.
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