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"Edward Chalmers. Is Mr. Weill in?" She'd find out. He was; he answered in a few seconds. EDWARD CHALMERS IS MISTER WEYLLIN SHE'D FIND OUT HE WAS HE ANSWERED IN A FEW SECONDS
demanded, half rising. "It isn't blackmail to tell a man that a bomb he's going to throw will blow up in his hand." Chalmers glanced quickly at his watch. "Now, Doctor Whitburn, if you have nothing further to discuss, I have a class in a few minutes. If you'll excuse me...." He rose. For a moment, he stood facing Whitburn; when the college president said nothing, he inclined his head politely and turned, going out. Whitburn's secretary gave the impression of having seated herself hastily at her desk the second before he opened the door. She watched him, round-eyed, as he went out into the hall. He reached his own office ten minutes before time for the next class. Marjorie was typing something for Pottgeiter; he merely nodded to her, and picked up the phone. The call would have to go through the school exchange, and he had a suspicion that Whitburn kept a check on outside calls. That might not hurt any, he thought, dialing a number. "Attorney Weill's office," the girl who answered said. YOU'RE TRYING TO BLACKMAIL MEAN WHITBURN DEMANDED HALF RISING IT ISN'T BLACKMAIL TO TELL A MAN THAT A BUMP HE'S GOING TO THROW A BLOW UP IN HIS HAND CHALMERS GLANCED QUICKLY AT HIS WATCH NOW DOCTOR WHITBURN IF YOU HAVE NOTHING FURTHER TO DISCUSS I HAVE A CLASS IN A FEW MINUTES IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME HE ROSE FOR A MOMENT HE STOOD FACING WHITBURN WHEN THE COLLEGE PRESIDENT SAID NOTHING HE INCLINED HIS HEAD POLITELY AND TURNED GOING OUT WHITBURN'S SECRETARY GAVE THE IMPRESSION OF HAVING SEATED HERSELF HASTILY AT HER DESK THE SECOND BEFORE HE OPENED THE DOOR SHE WATCHED HIM ROUND EYED AS HE WENT OUT INTO THE HALL HE REACHED HIS OWN OFFICE TEN MINUTES BEFORE TIME FOR THE NEXT CLOCKS MARJORIE WAS TYPING SOMETHING FOR POTGEITER HE MERELY NODDED TO HER AND PICKED UP THE PHONE THE CALL WOULD HAVE TO GO THROUGH THE SCHOOL EXCHANGE AND HE HAD HIS SUSPICION THAT WHITBURN KEPT A CHECK ON OUTSIDE CALLS THAT MIGHT NOT HURT ANY HE THOUGHT DYLING IN NUMBER ATTORNEY WHILES OFFICE THE GIRL WHO ANSWERED SAID
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