Grimm," and there was the glitter of triumph in her eyes. "With the aid
of one of the maids in the depot at Jersey City I managed to get a
telegram of explanation and instruction to De Foe in New York, and this
is the result. He signed Mr. Campbell's name, I suppose, to give weight
to the message."
An hour later a tug-boat came alongside, and they went aboard.
XX
THE LIGHT IN THE DOME
From where he sat, in a tiny alcove which jutted out and encroached upon
the line of the sidewalk, Mr. Grimm looked down on Pennsylvania Avenue,
the central thread of Washington, ever changing, always brilliant,
splashed at regular intervals with light from high-flung electric arcs.
The early theater crowd was in the street, well dressed, well fed,
careless for the moment of all things save physical comfort and
amusement; automobiles, carriages, cabs, cars flowed past endlessly; and
yet Mr. Grimm saw naught of it. In the distance, at one end of the
avenue the dome of the capitol cleft the shadows of night, and a single
light sparkled at its apex; in the other direction, at the left of the
treasury building which abruptly blocks the wide thoroughfare, were the
shimmering windows of the White House.
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