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His
meditation
became
profound
.
The
bulk
of
three
cigars
had
passed
into
the
invisible
or
diffused
as
a
white
ash
over
the
carpet
before
he
spoke
again
.
Then
it
was
merely
an
exclamation
.
He
turned
aside
,
walked
out
of
the
room
,
and
went
into
his
little
consulting-room
and
lit
the
gas
there
.
It
was
a
little
room
,
because
Dr.
Kemp
did
not
live
by
practice
,
and
in
it
were
the
day
's
newspapers
.
The
morning
's
paper
lay
carelessly
opened
and
thrown
aside
.
He
caught
it
up
,
turned
it
over
,
and
read
the
account
of
a
"
Strange
Story
from
Iping
"
that
the
mariner
at
Port
Stowe
had
spelt
over
so
painfully
to
Mr.
Marvel
.
Kemp
read
it
swiftly
.
"
Wrapped
up
!
"
said
Kemp
.
"
Disguised
!
Hiding
it
!
'
No
one
seems
to
have
been
aware
of
his
misfortune
.
'
What
the
devil
is
his
game
?
"
He
dropped
the
paper
,
and
his
eye
went
seeking
.
"
Ah
!
"
he
said
,
and
caught
up
the
St.
James
'
Gazette
,
lying
folded
up
as
it
arrived
.
"
Now
we
shall
get
at
the
truth
,
"
said
Dr.
Kemp
.
He
rent
the
paper
open
;
a
couple
of
columns
confronted
him
.
"
An
Entire
Village
in
Sussex
goes
Mad
"
was
the
heading
.
"
Good
Heavens
!
"
said
Kemp
,
reading
eagerly
an
incredulous
account
of
the
events
in
Iping
,
of
the
previous
afternoon
,
that
have
already
been
described
.
Over
the
leaf
the
report
in
the
morning
paper
had
been
reprinted
.
He
re-read
it
.
"
Ran
through
the
streets
striking
right
and
left
.
Jaffers
insensible
.
Mr.
Huxter
in
great
pain
--
still
unable
to
describe
what
he
saw
.
Painful
humiliation
--
vicar
.
Woman
ill
with
terror
!
Windows
smashed
.
This
extraordinary
story
probably
a
fabrication
.
Too
good
not
to
print
--
cum
grano
!
"
He
dropped
the
paper
and
stared
blankly
in
front
of
him
.
"
Probably
a
fabrication
!
"
He
caught
up
the
paper
again
,
and
re-read
the
whole
business
.
"
But
when
does
the
Tramp
come
in
?
Why
the
deuce
was
he
chasing
a
tramp
?
"
He
sat
down
abruptly
on
the
surgical
bench
.
"
He
's
not
only
invisible
,
"
he
said
,
"
but
he
's
mad
!
Homicidal
!
"
When
dawn
came
to
mingle
its
pallor
with
the
lamp-light
and
cigar
smoke
of
the
dining-room
,
Kemp
was
still
pacing
up
and
down
,
trying
to
grasp
the
incredible
.
He
was
altogether
too
excited
to
sleep
.
His
servants
,
descending
sleepily
,
discovered
him
,
and
were
inclined
to
think
that
over-study
had
worked
this
ill
on
him
.
He
gave
them
extraordinary
but
quite
explicit
instructions
to
lay
breakfast
for
two
in
the
belvedere
study
--
and
then
to
confine
themselves
to
the
basement
and
ground-floor
.
Then
he
continued
to
pace
the
dining-room
until
the
morning
's
paper
came
.
That
had
much
to
say
and
little
to
tell
,
beyond
the
confirmation
of
the
evening
before
,
and
a
very
badly
written
account
of
another
remarkable
tale
from
Port
Burdock
.
This
gave
Kemp
the
essence
of
the
happenings
at
the
"
Jolly
Cricketers
,
"
and
the
name
of
Marvel
.
"
He
has
made
me
keep
with
him
twenty-four
hours
,
"
Marvel
testified
.
Certain
minor
facts
were
added
to
the
Iping
story
,
notably
the
cutting
of
the
village
telegraph-wire
.
But
there
was
nothing
to
throw
light
on
the
connexion
between
the
Invisible
Man
and
the
Tramp
;
for
Mr.
Marvel
had
supplied
no
information
about
the
three
books
,
or
the
money
with
which
he
was
lined
.
The
incredulous
tone
had
vanished
and
a
shoal
of
reporters
and
inquirers
were
already
at
work
elaborating
the
matter
.
