E. Phillips Oppenheim,
The Black Box
“ Quest replied.“It was forged,” the Professor declared firmly, “forged by Craig. All the years since, he has blackmailed me. I have been his servant and his tool. I have been afraid to speak. At last I am free of him. Thank God!”“Craig, after all,” French muttered.The Professor sat with a faint, wistful smile upon the corners of his lips, looking around at all of them. His face had become like the face of a child, eager for sympathy and kindness.“You will trust me, I know,” he continued. “You will believe me. All my life I have laboured for science. I have never been selfish. ”
