She vanished from the laboratory for a week, a week of oddly interesting days. The great door of the Stone Hall was thrown open, and the sheriffs, preceded by the javelin-men, entered the room. A shudder rippled across his shoulders. "So did I," answered Jack; "we had better move on. Jackson, mean time, produced a pocket-book; and, after deliberately sharpening the point of a pencil, began to write on a blank leaf. It's fortunate we've no more Jack Sheppards, or I should stand but a poor chance.
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