Long Sin spread out Godowski's message. "But I have this," he
added.

It took merely a glance to suggest to Wu a new plan of action. He
rose and moved quickly into the back room. "Come," he ordered
Weepy Mary. "You must dress up as a nurse--immediately."

Quickly she donned one of the numerous disguises while Wu planned
his campaign.

"Here," he directed when she was ready, handing her a little vial.
"You must infect every instrument the doctor uses on Kennedy and
Jameson,--see?"

She nodded and a moment later was on her way uptown.

. . . . . . .

Meanwhile Godowski himself had arrived at our apartment, much to
the relief of our friend Johnson, and was unpacking his
instruments.

Quickly he improvised two operating tables, and placed one of us
on each. Then, with his assistant, he put on his white robes,
mask, gloves and other precautions for asepsis, setting out the
apparatus for the intravenous administration of the drug that
would kill the spirillum. Godowski was busy with the atoxyl,
mixing it in a normal salt solution. He would drop in a few drops
of an acid, then a few drops of an alkaline solution, so as to
keep the mixture neutral. Finally, he poured the solution into a