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Larry reported to Mr. Emberg the next morning all the details of the visit to the strange house. "If some East Indian chooses to hide himself it can't make much difference to us," said the city editor. "I judge him to be a native from that name. I've got another story for you to go out on. It's about " At that instant the telephone on Mr. Emberg's desk rang insistently.
"I hope you're right," and Mr. Emberg's voice was not as cordial as it usually was. "Let me hear from you soon again. I'll have one of the men fix up something for the first edition. You tell him about the inquiries made of the ship captains." Larry's heart was like lead. To have worked so hard, and then to have another paper come out with a "scare" story about Mr.
Emberg the next day. "If you misquoted Sullivan it means a bad thing for our paper." "I quoted him correctly." At that moment the telephone on Mr. Emberg's desk rang and he answered it. "Dexter?" he repeated. "Yes, we have a reporter of that name here." Larry was all attention at once. "Who wants him? Oh, Mr. Sullivan? Is this Mr. Sullivan? Well, this is the city editor of the Leader.
He could manage matters to suit his ends if necessary, even after he gave out the interview for which all the papers in New York were anxiously waiting. "Did Mr. Emberg send you to see me?" asked Sullivan. "He did," Larry answered, wondering how intimate was the politician's acquaintance with the city editor of the Leader. "Emberg's foxy," went on Sullivan. "Do I get the interview?" asked Larry.
"We've been waiting for you. Have you seen the Scorcher?" "No. Why?" asked Larry, an uneasy feeling coming over him. There seemed an atmosphere of "beat" about him, and he was afraid of Mr. Emberg's next words. "Why, they've got a big story about Mr. Potter being home," went on the city editor. "They say he is concealed in the house, and has been ever since the scare."
I'll get it upstairs and fix up a head for it." Larry smiled to hear Mr. Emberg call him "Mr. Dexter," but, no matter how familiar an editor may become with his reporters, he gives even the youngest the title of mister when speaking of him to the copy boys. Larry finished the first page of his story, pulled it from the typewriter and handed it to Tommy, who rushed with it to Mr. Emberg's desk.
Before Larry could finish the telephone on Mr. Emberg's desk rang, and, as this instrument has precedence over everything else in a newspaper office, Larry broke off in the midst of his remark to wait until Mr. Emberg had answered the wire. "Yes, he's here, standing right close to the 'phone," he heard the city editor say in response to the unseen questioner.
There's something queer about it. At the house they will give out no information, except to say that Mr. Potter can't be seen. At his office the clerks either say that he is engaged or has not come in yet. I'm beginning to think he's keeping out of the way on purpose." Mr. Emberg's surmise about the other papers publishing denials of the Sullivan interview was correct.
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