“Yes, among other things, but —”
“My God, if you leave that transmitter there, you see what’ll happen, don’t you? Cox will tell Pollenport about the treatment you’re giving the news-story and Pollenport will cut up rough. He’ll probably advise the Antigeosians to go back to Antigeos, and then you’ll be properly in the mulligatawny. You’ll be made to look as if you’ve perpetrated the greatest newspaper hoax in history!”
Lord Sanderlake went white and started to sweat. Then he grabbed the nearest telephone and told the operator to get him George Bush at Brydd.
“It was a serious mistake,” murmured Keble-Keith, as if talking to himself.
Lord Sanderlake glanced up sharply. “What was?”
“Why, letting those two young men get so much power into their own hands.”
The newspaper magnate grunted,
