Excerpt from The American Legion Weekly, Vol. 6: April 25, 1924
Half way across the hall toward them he stopped again. For now, while he still heard the gnawing sound, he saw something, too - and something no mouse could have left for him to see. A little pile of sawdust below the door. Fascinated, his eyes went upward, fol lowing the course of a minute stream of particles of sawdust that still fell and he saw a long, pointed saw edge working through the wood - like a steel snake’s tongue. Just for a moment he was startled and alarmed. Then he grinned. He was in his stockinged feet still; his shoes swung in his hand. And he slipped silently across to the door and with a sudden movement unlocked and flung it open.
As he did that a crouching, masked figure sprang back with an oath of alarm.
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