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Updated: April 30, 2025
He must have been wise to something." "Yes. Do you know, I've been thinking about that ever since. Ever hear of a little thing called a detectaphone? No? Well, it's a little arrangement that can be concealed almost anywhere. I've been wondering whether there might not be one hidden about your garage. He might have put one in that night, you know.
"There was surprise at the sight of the gambling den, rage at the raid, fear at the murder of the girl in the other den and the disposal of her body, excitement over the racing motor cars, passion over the kidnapping of the girl, anger over the little detectaphone, and panic at the siege of the bandits, as I showed by the selection of the films that I was getting closer and closer to the truth.
Apparently, however, the discovery of one detectaphone had been enough to disarm further suspicion, and the garage keeper had not thought it necessary to examine the telephone wires to see whether they had been tampered with in any way. The wire which he had thought led to the warehouse had seemed quite sufficient to explain everything.
"I didn't want to use the detectaphone again," he explained as he worked, "because we haven't any assurance that they'll talk, or, if they do, that it will be worth while to listen. Besides, there may be only one of them." "Then what is this?" I asked. "Well," he argued, "they certainly can't work without light of some kind, can they?" I acquiesced.
Through the detectaphone I could hear the noise of the man walking about the garage and was ready at the window to give Garrick the first alarm of danger if he approached the back of the shop, but nothing happened and he succeeded in accomplishing his purpose of further hiding the two wires and returning safely. Then we resumed listening in relays.
Of course, in sixteen-and thirty-two-candle-power lamps the glass is too thick, and the heat variations are too feeble." Who was it whose voice Brixton had recognised as familiar over Kennedy's hastily installed detectaphone? Certainly he must have been a scientist of no mean attainment.
When he struck an obstruction he stopped, removed the bit, inserted another, and began again. "Are you going to put in a detectaphone?" I asked again. He shook his head. "A detectaphone wouldn't be of any use here," he replied. "No one is going to do any talking in that room." Again the brace and bit were at work.
"A vocaphone," he explained, moving the switch and cutting off the sound instantly, "an improved detectaphone something that can be used both in practical business, professional, and home affairs as a loud speaking telephone, and, as I expect to use it here, for special cases of detective work. You remember the detectaphone instruments which we have used?" Indeed I did.
We got rid of one thing the other night. Well, thank heaven, I didn't have any telephone calls to- day. While I'm gone, you go over this place thoroughly. God knows how many other things he may have put in here." "Confound it!" muttered Garrick, as a pair of pliers made our second detectaphone die with an expiring gasp in the middle of a sentence of profanity. "Come on, Tom," he shouted.
With parting instructions to Brixton in the use of the detectaphone we said good night, were met by a watchman and escorted as far as the lodge safely. Only one remark did Kennedy make as we settled ourselves for the long ride in the accommodation train to the city. "That warning means that we have two people to protect both Brixton and his daughter."
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