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"
No
,
"
said
I
,
"
I
do
not
.
"
"
What
's
that
?
"
said
the
policeman
.
"
I
was
to
blame
myself
.
I
intruded
upon
him
.
He
gave
me
fair
warning
.
"
The
policeman
snapped
up
his
notebook
.
"
Do
n't
let
us
have
any
more
such
goings-on
,
"
said
he
.
"
Now
,
then
!
Move
on
,
there
,
move
on
!
"
This
to
a
butcher
's
boy
,
a
maid
,
and
one
or
two
loafers
who
had
collected
.
He
clumped
heavily
down
the
street
,
driving
this
little
flock
before
him
.
The
Professor
looked
at
me
,
and
there
was
something
humorous
at
the
back
of
his
eyes
.
"
Come
in
!
"
said
he
.
"
I
've
not
done
with
you
yet
.
"
The
speech
had
a
sinister
sound
,
but
I
followed
him
none
the
less
into
the
house
.
The
man-servant
,
Austin
,
like
a
wooden
image
,
closed
the
door
behind
us
.
Hardly
was
it
shut
when
Mrs.
Challenger
darted
out
from
the
dining-room
.
The
small
woman
was
in
a
furious
temper
.
She
barred
her
husband
's
way
like
an
enraged
chicken
in
front
of
a
bulldog
.
It
was
evident
that
she
had
seen
my
exit
,
but
had
not
observed
my
return
.
"
You
brute
,
George
!
"
she
screamed
.
"
You
've
hurt
that
nice
young
man
.
"
He
jerked
backwards
with
his
thumb
.
