D. I.

They meant nothing to me then. I was baffled.

0nce, in an interval of silence upon the part of the receivinginstrument, I moved the sending-key up and down a few times.Instantly the receiving mechanism commenced to work frantically.

I tried to recall something of the Morse Code, with which I hadplayed as a little boy--but time had obliterated it from my memory.I became almost frantic as I let my imagination run riot among thepossibilities for which this clicking instrument might stand.

Some poor devil at the unknown other end might be in dire need ofsuccor. The somewhat franticness of the instrument's ferocious clashingbetokened something of the kind.

And there sat I, powerless to interpret, and so power-less to help!