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"
Miss
Taggart
!
"
yelled
Chick
Morrison
,
as
she
turned
to
go
.
"
It
’
s
a
national
emer
—
"
Then
a
man
came
rushing
toward
Mr
.
Thompson
,
and
she
stopped
,
as
did
everyone
else
—
and
the
look
on
the
man
’
s
face
swept
the
crowd
into
an
abruptly
total
silence
.
He
was
the
station
’
s
chief
engineer
,
and
it
was
odd
to
see
a
look
of
primitive
terror
struggling
against
his
remnant
of
civilized
control
.
"
Mr
.
Thompson
,
"
he
said
,
"
we
.
.
.
we
might
have
to
delay
the
broadcast
.
"
"
What
?
"
cried
Mr
.
Thompson
.
The
hand
of
the
dial
stood
at
7
:
58
.
"
We
’
re
trying
to
fix
it
,
Mr
.
Thompson
,
we
’
re
trying
to
find
out
what
it
is
.
.
.
but
we
might
not
be
on
time
and
—
"
"
What
are
you
talking
about
?
What
happened
?
"
"
We
’
re
trying
to
locate
the
—
"
"
What
happened
?
"
