CHAPTER XVIGlory That Was
Oddly enough to Douglas’ surprise he found Mason Brooks waiting for him when he reached his home. The physicist was pacing impatiently up and down outside the front door.
“What news?” he asked, as Douglas fished for his key and then slipped it in the lock.
“I can ask you the same thing,” Douglas answered.
Brooks stared after the retreating car, and frowned.
“Was that Hurley of the Ophthalmic Council?”
“It was he all right. Come along in.”
Douglas entered the hall and walked through into the rear room of the house which he used as his own testing department and lens-manufacturing laboratory.
“Hurley has offered me full restitution, honors, and a name in lights,” Douglas said, throwing down his hat. “If I can make Vera see again.”
“Funny how we both seem to
