It was nearly midnight, and the populus of the city who were confined to their houses because of the turbulent storm that evening, had by now gone to bed. Except for the street lamps and a sign here and there, the town was almost entirely dark. But, at the corner of 1st and Main, lights blazed out from the Miles Memorial Hospital. Upstairs in surgery, Dr Kavitt, who was Dr Paul's assistant, was operating. The patient on the table was Harry Wilkinson, night watchman at Jonathan Smith's cement plant, and one of the two victims of an explosion that had occurred there earlier this evening...