"
"You've been in the Syx works many times, haven't you?"
"Yes."
"Did you ever see the opening in the roof?"
"Never."
"Did you ever hear of it?"
"Never."
"Then Dr. Syx doesn't show his visitors everything that is to be
seen."
"Evidently not since, as we know, he concealed the double tunnel and
the room under the furnace."
"Dr. Syx has concealed a bigger secret than that," Hall responded,
"and the Grand Teton has helped me to a glimpse of it."
For several minutes my friend was absorbed in thought. Then he broke
out:
"I tell you he's the most wonderful man in the world!"
"Who, Dr. Syx? Well, I've long thought that."
"Yes, but I mean in a different way from what you are thinking of. Do
you remember my asking you once if you believed in alchemy?"
"I remember being greatly surprised by your question to that effect."
"Well, now," said Hall, rubbing his hands with a satisfied air, while
his eyes glanced keen and bright with the reflection of some passing
thought, "Max Syx is greater than any alchemist that ever lived. If
those old fellows in the dark ages had accomplished everything they
set out to do, they would have been of no more consequence in
comparison with our black-browed friend down yonder than--than my head
is of consequence in comparison with the moon.
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