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In the “Jolly Cricketers”
"Hullo,"criedthepoliceman,"who'sthere?" Mr.Marvelbegantomakefranticdivesatpanelsthatlookedlikedoors. "He'llkillme—he'sgotaknifeorsomething.ForGawd'ssake—!"
"Hereyouare,"saidthebarman."Comeinhere."Andhehelduptheflapofthebar.
Mr.Marvelrushedbehindthebarasthesummonsoutsidewasrepeated. "Don'topenthedoor,"hescreamed."Pleasedon'topenthedoor.WhereshallIhide?"
"This,thisInvisibleMan,then?"askedthemanwiththeblackbeard,withonehandbehindhim. "Iguessit'sabouttimewesawhim."
Thewindowoftheinnwassuddenlysmashedin,andtherewasascreamingandrunningtoandfrointhestreet. Thepolicemanhadbeenstandingonthesetteestaringout,craningtoseewhowasatthedoor. Hegotdownwithraisedeyebrows. "It'sthat,"hesaid. Thebarmanstoodinfrontofthebar-parlourdoorwhichwasnowlockedonMr.Marvel,staredatthesmashedwindow,andcameroundtothetwoothermen.
Everythingwassuddenlyquiet. "IwishIhadmytruncheon,"saidthepoliceman,goingirresolutelytothedoor."Onceweopen,inhecomes.There'snostoppinghim."
"Don'tyoubeintoomuchhurryaboutthatdoor,"saidtheanaemiccabman,anxiously.
"Drawthebolts,"saidthemanwiththeblackbeard,"andifhecomes—"Heshowedarevolverinhishand.
"Thatwon'tdo,"saidthepoliceman;"that'smurder."
