“Is there not something missed out?”
“Where?”
“On this page.”
“No—nothing.”
Hereupon he turned to me and caught my arm quite sharply.
“Sir,” he gasped breathlessly, “look carefully, and tell me is there not an empty space here?”
“Where?” said I, looking.
“Here.”
“No, I see nothing.”
Then he sat down and laughed—a horrible, shrill laugh.