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"
We
have
seven
more
minutes
,
"
said
he
.
"
The
old
dear
is
very
precise
.
"
Professor
Summerlee
gave
an
acid
smile
as
he
picked
up
the
envelope
in
his
gaunt
hand
.
"
What
can
it
possibly
matter
whether
we
open
it
now
or
in
seven
minutes
?
"
said
he
.
"
It
is
all
part
and
parcel
of
the
same
system
of
quackery
and
nonsense
,
for
which
I
regret
to
say
that
the
writer
is
notorious
.
"
"
Oh
,
come
,
we
must
play
the
game
accordin
'
to
rules
,
"
said
Lord
John
.
"
It
's
old
man
Challenger
's
show
and
we
are
here
by
his
good
will
,
so
it
would
be
rotten
bad
form
if
we
did
n't
follow
his
instructions
to
the
letter
.
"
"
A
pretty
business
it
is
!
"
cried
the
Professor
,
bitterly
.
"
It
struck
me
as
preposterous
in
London
,
but
I
'm
bound
to
say
that
it
seems
even
more
so
upon
closer
acquaintance
.
I
do
n't
know
what
is
inside
this
envelope
,
but
,
unless
it
is
something
pretty
definite
,
I
shall
be
much
tempted
to
take
the
next
down-river
boat
and
catch
the
Bolivia
at
Para
.
After
all
,
I
have
some
more
responsible
work
in
the
world
than
to
run
about
disproving
the
assertions
of
a
lunatic
.
Now
,
Roxton
,
surely
it
is
time
.
"
"
Time
it
is
,
"
said
Lord
John
.
"
You
can
blow
the
whistle
.
"
He
took
up
the
envelope
and
cut
it
with
his
penknife
.
From
it
he
drew
a
folded
sheet
of
paper
.
This
he
carefully
opened
out
and
flattened
on
the
table
.
It
was
a
blank
sheet
.
He
turned
it
over
.
Again
it
was
blank
.
We
looked
at
each
other
in
a
bewildered
silence
,
which
was
broken
by
a
discordant
burst
of
derisive
laughter
from
Professor
Summerlee
.
"
It
is
an
open
admission
,
"
he
cried
.
"
What
more
do
you
want
?
The
fellow
is
a
self-confessed
humbug
.
We
have
only
to
return
home
and
report
him
as
the
brazen
imposter
that
he
is
.
"
"
Invisible
ink
!
"
I
suggested
.
"
I
do
n't
think
!
"
said
Lord
Roxton
,
holding
the
paper
to
the
light
.
"
No
,
young
fellah
my
lad
,
there
is
no
use
deceiving
yourself
.
I
'll
go
bail
for
it
that
nothing
has
ever
been
written
upon
this
paper
.
"
"
May
I
come
in
?
"
boomed
a
voice
from
the
veranda
.
