Kidnaped!
Kidnaped!Dr. Pollard finished telling his story to John Majors and said, “The whole thing jells, John. Everything fits perfectly.”
“I don’t see it,” objected Majors. “How can a man driven into a psychosis by overwork turn up concocting such a wild-eyed yarn as this hallucination?”
“Easily. Supposing that Carroll had come upon something basically unsound. Suppose all the rest had done the same, the other three or four. The tinkering with the notes is a normal justification for him—if someone hadn’t been tinkering with the notes, the problem might have been solved long ago.
“Mrs. Bagby called me just before you came in, remember. I’ve taken time to inspect all the compiled notes prepared by the typing bureau from a couple of days before Carroll’s illness to the present date. Th
