the handle down and push it in below. We'll never get any juice up here
with that turned off. Hurry up."

Norton descended the ladder and with lighted matches found his way to
the vestibule where the switch-box was. Here was the big switch on which
all other switches in the building depended. As he pulled it down one
lonely bulb in the meeting-room brightened and cast a dim light in the
musty, empty place. It was evidently the only bulb in which the
individual switch was turned on. Norton went through the meeting-room
and turned this off. The place smelled for all the world like a
school-room.

When he reached the ladder it was bathed in light. Nick was pointing a
shaft of dazzling brightness downward. It revealed spiders and split
rungs on the ladder and all the litter at its foot. All the rotting
framework of the place and all the disorder were drawn into the light of
day. A pile of old law books became radiant, dry and dull as they were.

"We've got it," called Nick, "hurry up, this blamed thing will reach to
the isle of Yap. What's S? Wait, I'll give 'em the high sign first."

A long, dusty column swept across the dark sky.

"Attention everybody," said Nick. "What's S?"

"Three dots," said Norton.

"Three flashes it is. How's that? I'm forgetting my A, B, C's. What's
T?"