That's just what is being
done over in that corner at this minute----"
"Ouch!" I cried involuntarily.
"But it won't happen here--it can't happen here," said the inventor
impatiently. "I am using an entirely different combination of
chemicals. Now, if there was any trouble of that sort coming, Griggs,
the contents of that vat would have begun to turn green before now.
But as you see----"
"Haw--Hawkins!" I croaked hoarsely, pointing a shaking finger at the
machine.
"Well, what is it now?"
"Look!" I managed to articulate.
"Oh, Lord!" sniffed the inventor. "I suppose as soon as I said that,
you began to see green shades appear, eh? Why--dear me!"
Hawkins stepped rapidly over to the side of his mixer. Then he stepped
away with considerably greater alacrity.
There was no two ways about it; the devilish mess in the vat was
taking on a marked tinge of green!
"Well--I--I guess I'll shut off the power," muttered Hawkins, suiting
the action to the word.
"When the agitator has stopped, Griggs, the mass will cool at once, so
you needn't worry.
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