 Did the questions Tremaine needed answers to get resolved?
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Worlds of Tomorrow April 1963 Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] He was as ancient as time—and as strange as his own frightful battle against incredible odds! In his room at the Elsby Commercial Hotel, Tremaine opened his luggage and took out a small tool kit, used a screwdriver to remove the bottom cover plate from the telephone. He inserted a tiny aluminum cylinder, crimped wires and replaced the cover. Then he dialed a long-distance Washington number and waited half a minute for the connection. Grammond's boys are supposed to keep me informed. Meantime, I'm not sitting in this damned room crouched over a dial. Project Officer for the hyperwave program—he's been on my neck day and night. You elected me to be a leg-man: now let me do it my way." "I felt a technical man might succeed where a trained investigator could be misled. And since it seems to be pinpointed in your home area—" "You don't have to justify yourself. Now I want answers, not questions! I'm warning you, Tremaine. Tremaine left the hotel, walked two blocks west along Commerce Street and turned in at a yellow brick building with the words ELSBY MUNICIPAL POLICE cut in the stone lintel above the door. Tremaine took off his hat. "Jimmy," he said, "Jimmy Tremaine." In a back room Tremaine said, "To everybody but you this is just a visit to the old home town. Between us, there's more." Tremaine covered the discovery of the powerful unidentified interference on the high-security hyperwave band, the discovery that each transmission produced not one but a pattern of "fixes" on the point of origin. It showed a set of concentric circles, overlapped by a similar group of rings. "I think what we're getting is an echo effect from each of these points of intersection. The rings themselves represent the diffraction pattern—" "Hold it, Jimmy. "The point is this, Jess: we think we've got it narrowed down to this section. "I didn't expect any easy answers, Jess. "Course," said Jess, "there's always Mr. Bram ..." "Mr. Bram," repeated Tremaine. "I've never seen any harm in Bram," said Jess. You remember old Aunt Tress, used to know all about ancestors and such as that? She couldn't remember about Mr. Bram.
 No. He still doesn't know where the transmission is coming from.
 No. He still doesn't know where the transmission is coming from.  No. He thinks that Miss Carroll is behind this out of spite for Mr. Bram, but he's not quite sure.  Yes. Mr. Bram was the cause of the transmission, so Tremaine's question has been answered.  Probably. Mr. Bram is certainly evil, so Tremaine knows for sure where this investigation will lead.