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The Film Mystery

18. The Antivenin
I slept late in the morning, so that Kennedy had to wake me. When we had finished
breakfast he led the way to the laboratory, all without making any effort to satisfy my
curiosity. There he started packing up the tubes and materials he had been studying in the
case, rather than resuming his investigations.
"What's the idea?" I asked, finally, unable to contain myself any longer.
"You carry this package," he directed. "I'll take the other."
I obeyed, somewhat sulkily I'm afraid.
"You see," he added, as we left the building and hurried to the taxi stand near the campus,
"the next problem is to identify the particular kind of venom that was used. Besides, I
want to know the nature of the spots on the towel you found. They certainly were not of
venom. I have my suspicions what they really are."
He paused while we selected a vehicle and made ourselves comfortable. "To save time,"
he went on, "I thought I'd just go over to the Castleton Institute. You know in their
laboratories the famous Japanese investigator, Doctor Nagoya, has made some marvelous
discoveries concerning the venom of snakes. It is his specialty, a matter to which he has
practically devoted his life. Therefore I expect that he will be able to confirm certain
suspicions of mine very quickly, or"--a shrug--"explode a theory which has slowly been
taking form in the back of my head."
When we dismissed the taxi in front of the institute I realized that this would be my first
visit to this institution so lavishly endowed by the multi-millionaire, Castleton, for the
advancement of experimental science. Kennedy's card, sent in to Doctor Nagoya, brought
that eminent investigator out personally to see us. He was the very finest type of Oriental
savant, a member of the intellectual nobility of the strange Eastern land only recently
made receptive to the civilization of the West. When he and Kennedy chatted together in
low tones for a few moments it was hard for me to grasp that each belonged to a basic
race strain fundamentally different from the other. East and West had met, upon the plane
of modern science. The two were simply men of specialized knowledge, the Japanese
pre-eminent in one field, Kennedy in another.
Carefully and thoroughly Kennedy and Nagoya went over the results which Kennedy had
already obtained. After a moment Doctor Nagoya conducted us to his research room.
"Now let me show you," said the Oriental.
In a moment they were deep in the mysteries of an even more minute analysis than
Kennedy had made before. I took a turn about the room, finding nothing more