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Freeman, R. Austin (Richard Austin), 1862-1943

"The Vanishing Man"

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"That was right," said Thorndyke, turning up the gas. "And what news do
you bring? Do I see a blue envelope sticking out of your pocket?"
"You do."
"Is it a copy of the will?" he asked.
I answered "yes," and added that I had full permission to show it to
him.
"What did I tell you?" exclaimed Jervis. "Didn't I say that he would get
the copy for us if it existed?"
"We admit the excellence of your prognosis," said Thorndyke, "but there
is no need to be boastful. Have you read through the document,
Berkeley?"
"No, I haven't taken it out of the envelope."
"Then it will be equally new to us all, and we shall see if it tallies
with your description."
He placed three easy chairs at a convenient distance from the light, and
Jervis, watching him with a smile, remarked:
"Now Thorndyke is going to enjoy himself. To him, a perfectly
unintelligible will is a thing of beauty and a joy for ever; especially
if associated with some kind of recondite knavery."
"I don't know," said I, "that this will is particularly unintelligible.


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