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She vanished from the laboratory for a week, a week of oddly interesting days. You break into a gentleman’s residence —’ ‘I did not break in. “My friend,” she said, “no! Let me tell you this. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. "The shoulder-clappers!" added a lady, who, in her anxiety to join the party, had unintentionally substituted her husband's nether habiliments for her own petticoats. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. "You have saved his life," replied Blueskin.
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