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72     XII  The invisible Man loses his Temper
73    XIII  Mr. Marvel discusses his Resignation
102 little black portmanteau in his thickly gloved hand. He was wrapped
103 up from head to foot, and the brim of his soft felt hat hid every
104 inch of his face but the shiny tip of his nose; the snow had piled
105 itself against his shoulders and chest, and added a white crest to
107 dead than alive, and flung his portmanteau down. "A fire," he cried,
110 into her guest parlour to strike his bargain. And with that much
112 he took up his quarters in the inn.
123 that her visitor still wore his hat and coat, standing with his back
127 his shoulders dripped upon her carpet. "Can I take your hat and coat,
135 He turned his head and looked at her over his shoulder. "I prefer to
138 over his coat-collar that completely hid his cheeks and face.
143 He made no answer, and had turned his face away from her again, and
147 a man of stone, his back hunched, his collar turned up, his dripping
148 hat-brim turned down, hiding his face and ears completely. She put
178 she saw he had raised his head and was sitting and looking at her.
183 him--over the lower part of his face, so that his mouth and jaws
184 were completely hidden, and that was the reason of his muffled
186 that all his forehead above his blue glasses was covered by a white
187 bandage, and that another covered his ears, leaving not a scrap of
188 his face exposed excepting only his pink, peaked nose. It was bright,
191 his neck. The thick black hair, escaping as it could below and
198 saw now, with a brown gloved hand, and regarding her with his
210 his clothes out of the room. She glanced at his white-swathed head
211 and blue goggles again as she was going out of the door; but his
212 napkin was still in front of his face. She shivered a little as she
219 inquiringly at the window before he removed his serviette, and
220 resumed his meal. He took a mouthful, glanced suspiciously at the
222 in his hand, walked across the room and pulled the blind down to
225 air to the table and his meal.
232 more like a divin' helmet than a human man!" She hung his muffler
233 on a corner of the horse. "And holding that handkercheif over his
234 mouth all the time. Talkin' through it! ... Perhaps his mouth was
242 that his mouth must also have been cut or disfigured in the accident
245 the silk muffler he had wrapped round the lower part of his face to
246 put the mouthpiece to his lips. Yet it was not forgetfulness, for
248 with his back to the window-blind and spoke now, having eaten and
251 animation to his big spectacles they had lacked hitherto.
254 asked her how he could have it sent. He bowed his bandaged head
260 Mrs. Hall, nothing loath, answered his questions and developed a
264 and more. A gentleman killed, besides his coachman. Accidents, sir,
268 through his muffler, eyeing her quietly through his impenetrable
272 my sister's son, Tom, jest cut his arm with a scythe, tumbled on it
283 bite and kill in his mouth. "_Was_ he?" he said.
297 "Thanks," he said concisely, as she put them down, and turned his
301 say," however, after all. But his snubbing way had irritated her,
327 Mrs. Hall agreed, and then noticed he had his bag with him. "Now
337 armchair before the fire, dozing it would seem, with his bandaged
339 glow from the fire--which lit his eyes like adverse railway signals,
340 but left his downcast face in darkness--and the scanty vestiges of
346 the lower portion of his face. It was the sensation of a moment:
348 below it. Then he stirred, started up in his chair, put up his hand.
350 him more clearly, with the muffler held up to his face just as she
358 and speaking over his hand, and then, getting more fully awake,
382 reassured him. The stranger turned round with his back to the
383 fireplace and put his hands behind his back. "And presently," he
390 arrangements about his boxes at Bramblehurst. She told him she had
436 him, and the green shade threw a brilliant light upon his hands,
438 shadowy. When he looked up, coloured patches swam in his eyes.
440 works--a quite unnecessary proceeding--with the idea of delaying his
473 Sidderbridge Junction, coming towards him on his return from that
475 to judge by his driving. "'Ow do, Teddy?" he said, passing.
484 And he proceeded to give Hall a vivid description of his grotesque
496 He told Hall how his aunt at Hastings had been swindled by a
501 Teddy trudged on his way with his mind considerably relieved.
503 Instead of "seeing 'bout it," however, Hall on his return was
504 severely rated by his wife on the length of time he had spent in
505 Sidderbridge, and his mild inquiries were answered snappishly and
509 resolved to ascertain more about the personality of his guest at
512 aggressively into the parlour and looked very hard at his wife's
539 village. Next day his luggage arrived through the slush--and very
558 steps it gave an undecided hop, and then sprang straight at his
560 dogs, and Fearenside howled, "Lie down!" and snatched his whip.
564 heard the rip of his trousering. Then the finer end of Fearenside's
565 whip reached his property, and the dog, yelping with dismay,
568 glanced swiftly at his torn glove and at his leg, made as if he
571 and up the uncarpeted stairs to his bedroom.
573 "You brute, you!" said Fearenside, climbing off the waggon with his
574 whip in his hand, while the dog watched him through the wheel.
589 hurled back, and the door slammed in his face and locked. It was so
597 saying his dog didn't have no business to bite her guests; there
606 upstairs. Besides, his vocabulary was altogether too limited to
607 express his impressions.
609 "He don't want no help, he says," he said in answer to his wife's
610 inquiry. "We'd better be a-takin' of his luggage in."
620 the muffled stranger with his collar turned up, and his hat-brim
622 pleased." It is stated by an anonymous bystander that his trousers
632 Directly the first crate was, in accordance with his directions,
655 When Mrs. Hall took his dinner in to him, he was already so
656 absorbed in his work, pouring little drops out of the bottles into
660 half turned his head and immediately turned it away again. But she
661 saw he had removed his glasses; they were beside him on the table,
662 and it seemed to her that his eye sockets were extraordinarily
663 hollow. He put on his spectacles again, and then turned and faced
696 He turned and sat down, with his coat-collar toward her.
712 Hall had very reluctantly to leave the rest of his soliloquy.
714 crepitation of his chair and the occasional clink of a bottle.
717 When she took in his tea she saw broken glass in the corner of the
732 Leastways, his legs are. I seed through the tear of his trousers
733 and the tear of his glove. You'd have expected a sort of pinky to
737 "My sakes!" said Henfrey. "It's a rummy case altogether. Why, his
757 excepting two odd incidents, the circumstances of his stay until
764 he showed his dislike chiefly by concealing it ostentatiously, and
765 avoiding his visitor as much as possible. "Wait till the summer,"
774 late, pace his room, fretting audibly for hours together, smoke,
777 uncertain; for the most part his manner was that of a man suffering
789 penthouse of his hat, came with a disagreeable suddenness out of
801 Opinion was greatly divided about his occupation. Mrs. Hall was
808 had an accident, she said, which temporarily discoloured his face
821 as his time permitted. These consisted for the most part in looking
829 to show enself at fairs he'd make his fortune in no time," and
853 of his occult bearing. There was a song popular at that time called
862 bandages excited his professional interest, the report of the
863 thousand and one bottles aroused his jealous regard. All through
867 was surprised to find that Mr. Hall did not know his guest's name.
879 of laughter, quick steps to the door, and Cuss appeared, his face
880 white, his eyes staring over his shoulder. He left the door open
882 went down the steps, and she heard his feet hurrying along the
883 road. He carried his hat in his hand. She stood behind the door,
885 stranger laughing quietly, and then his footsteps came across the
886 room. She could not see his face where she stood. The parlour door
894 loose sheets of his forth-coming sermon.
902 When his nerves had been steadied by a glass of cheap sherry--the
905 demand a subscription for that Nurse Fund. He'd stuck his hands in
906 his pockets as I came in, and he sat down lumpily in his chair.
921 down; turned his head. Draught of air from window lifted the paper.
925 chimney. So! Just at that point, to illustrate his story, out came
926 his arm."
937 stopped. Stared at me with those black goggles of his, and then
938 at his sleeve."
942 "That's all. He never said a word; just glared, and put his sleeve
943 back in his pocket quickly. 'I was saying,' said he, 'that there
951 didn't flinch, though I'm hanged if that bandaged knob of his, and
957 scratch. Then very quietly he pulled his sleeve out of his pocket
958 again, and raised his arm towards me as though he would show it to
975 "There wasn't anything there!" said Cuss, his voice running up into
977 I tell you I was so startled, I hit his cuff hard, and turned
980 Cuss stopped. There was no mistaking the sincerity of his panic.
982 excellent vicar's very inferior sherry. "When I hit his cuff," said
999 through the medium of the vicar and his wife. It occurred in the
1009 but putting on his spectacles, her dressing-gown and his bath
1011 distinctly a fumbling going on at his study desk down-stairs, and
1014 At that he returned to his bedroom, armed himself with the most
1079 Daylight found the vicar and his wife, a quaintly-costumed little
1100 ajar. He went on into his own room and found the bottle as he had
1109 then with the bottle still in his hand went upstairs again. He
1114 was stranger, even to his heavy intelligence, on the bedroom chair
1119 As Hall stood there he heard his wife's voice coming out of the
1215 large blue glass eyes of his. He came down stiffly and slowly,
1219 "Look there!" he said, and their eyes followed the direction of his
1249 All that time he must have fasted. Thrice he rang his bell, the
1251 "Him and his 'go to the devil' indeed!" said Mrs. Hall. Presently
1254 find Mr. Shuckleforth, the magistrate, and take his advice. No one
1282 must suppose, and fearful, hidden in his uncomfortable hot wrappings,
1283 pored through his dark glasses upon his paper or chinked his dirty
1290 About noon he suddenly opened his parlour door and stood glaring
1342 That seemed to annoy the stranger very much. He stamped his foot.
1355 Suddenly the stranger raised his gloved hands clenched, stamped his
1360 you. By Heaven! I'll show you." Then he put his open palm over his
1361 face and withdrew it. The centre of his face became a black cavity.
1363 which she, staring at his metamorphosed face, accepted automatically.
1368 Then he removed his spectacles, and everyone in the bar gasped. He
1369 took off his hat, and with a violent gesture tore at his whiskers
1393 cocoanut shy proprietor and his assistant, the swing man, little
1448 had gripped him by the handless wrist and caught his invisible
1450 he kept his grip. Hall sent the knife sliding along the table to
1456 "Get the feet," said Jaffers between his teeth.
1469 headless and handless--for he had pulled off his right glove now
1470 as well as his left. "It's no good," he said, as if sobbing for
1482 The stranger ran his arm down his waistcoat, and as if by a miracle
1483 the buttons to which his empty sleeve pointed became undone. Then
1484 he said something about his shin, and stooped down. He seemed to be
1485 fumbling with his shoes and socks.
1488 empty clothes. Look! You can see down his collar and the linings of
1489 his clothes. I could put my arm--"
1491 He extended his hand; it seemed to meet something in mid-air, and
1533 off under the table. Then he sprang up again and flung off his coat.
1537 slipped out of it and left it limply and empty in his hand. "Hold
1544 his open-armed advance, and sent him backward into old Toothsome
1549 of the air, and incontinently threw his truncheon and smote Teddy
1550 Henfrey savagely upon the crown of his head.
1556 knowing as ever and his wits sharpened by a frightful blow in the
1560 tooth broken, and Henfrey was injured in the cartilage of his ear.
1568 and wrestling with purple face and swelling veins against his
1574 voice--holding tight, nevertheless, and making play with his
1575 knee--spun around, and fell heavily undermost with his head on
1576 the gravel. Only then did his fingers relax.
1580 to light, rushed in at once, caught something, missed his hold,
1610 the phenomenon was so striking and disturbing that his philosophical
1624 inclined to embonpoint; his short limbs accentuated this inclination.
1626 shoe-laces for buttons, apparent at critical points of his costume,
1629 Mr. Thomas Marvel was sitting with his feet in a ditch by the
1632 bare, his big toes were broad, and pricked like the ears of a
1648 "They are--charity boots," said Mr. Thomas Marvel, with his head
1658 lot of his boots. And if you'll believe me, I've raised nothing in
1669 He turned his head over his shoulder to the right, to look at the
1670 boots of his interlocutor with a view to comparisons, and lo! where
1671 the boots of his interlocutor should have been were neither legs
1673 "Where _are_ yer?" said Mr. Thomas Marvel over his shoulder and
1683 sharply to his feet. "Where _are_ yer? Alarmed, indeed!"
1693 his jacket nearly thrown off.
1702 shuffling his coat on to his shoulders again. "It's the drink!
1708 "Ow!" said Mr. Marvel, and his face grew white amidst its patches.
1709 "It's the drink!" his lips repeated noiselessly. He remained staring
1715 "It's there again," said Mr. Marvel, closing his eyes and clasping
1716 his hand on his brow with a tragic gesture. He was suddenly taken
1737 his neck.
1747 complicated path, hang for a moment, and then fling at his feet
1757 Mr. Marvel by way of reply struggled to his feet, and was
1762 "It's a fair do," said Mr. Thomas Marvel, sitting up, taking his
1763 wounded toe in hand and fixing his eye on the third missile. "I
1807 He felt the hand that had closed round his wrist with his disengaged
1808 fingers, and his fingers went timorously up the arm, patted a
1862 Mr. Marvel blew out his cheeks, and his eyes were round.
1890 the strength of his arm, could be counted on the fingers of two
1892 having retired impregnably behind the bolts and bars of his own
1921 jasmine about his window or through the open door (whichever way
1923 chairs, and whitewashing the ceiling of his front room.
1930 turned the corner of the church, and directed his way to the "Coach
1932 indeed the old gentleman was so struck by his peculiar agitation
1934 the brush into the sleeve of his coat while regarding him.
1943 within the room and from the bar apprising the man of his error.
1947 In the course of a few minutes he reappeared, wiping his lips with
1948 the back of his hand with an air of quiet satisfaction that somehow
1955 folding his arms began to smoke in a languid attitude, an attitude
1956 which his occasional glances up the yard altogether belied.
1960 his observation.
1962 Presently the stranger stood up abruptly and put his pipe in his
1964 conceiving he was witness of some petty larceny, leapt round his
1966 so, Mr. Marvel reappeared, his hat askew, a big bundle in a blue
1975 ten strides before his shin was caught in some mysterious fashion,
1977 through the air. He saw the ground suddenly close to his face. The
1996 recovered from his fall and had gone home in the charge of his
2003 any rate, we shall learn something." The Vicar stood with his hands
2010 The vicar came round to look over his shoulder.
2022 "Of course," said Mr. Bunting, taking out and wiping his spectacles
2024 left in his mind worth talking about; "yes--the Greek, of course,
2033 He coughed, put on his glasses, arranged them fastidiously, coughed
2055 are. Stand clear! indeed. A nautical term, referring to his getting
2072 that I saw--I certainly saw right down his sleeve--"
2083 and brought his face nearer, apparently finding some difficulty
2084 with his glasses. Suddenly he became aware of a strange feeling at
2085 the nape of his neck. He tried to raise his head, and encountered
2087 grip of a heavy, firm hand, and it bore his chin irresistibly to
2089 brain you both!" He looked into the face of Cuss, close to his own,
2090 and each saw a horrified reflection of his own sickly astonishment.
2120 presenting the poker to the tip of the nose of each of his visitors,
2138 while Mr. Huxter was watching Mr. Marvel smoking his pipe against
2182 "I can't," said Mr. Bunting, his voice rising; "I tell you, sir,
2213 her his story. She was inclined to think the whole business
2241 the air that ended on his face and shoulder. Down the street people
2255 over of his own accord, turned to resume the pursuit, only to be
2257 labourer struggled to his feet, he was kicked sideways by a blow
2264 ground. And then something happened to his rear-most foot, and he
2266 of his brother and partner, following headlong. The two were then
2280 resolute, but his costume was defective, a sort of limp white kilt
2287 was promptly knocked off his feet into an indecorous sprawl.
2288 Somebody in full flight trod heavily on his finger. He yelled,
2289 struggled to regain his feet, was knocked against and thrown on all
2294 Huxter, who was now sitting up, on his way.
2307 coming?" he said, so startled that his costume narrowly escaped
2317 inn, and his decision was made. He clambered out of the window,
2318 adjusted his costume hastily, and fled up the village as fast as
2319 his fat little legs would carry him.
2322 Bunting made his memorable flight up the village, it became
2325 Marvel's retreat with the clothes and books. But his temper, at no
2347 cottage on the Adderdean road. And after that, as his peculiar
2370 by a voice other than his own, and ever and again he winced under
2388 his cheeks, and his eyes were eloquent of despair.
2401 The despair of Mr. Marvel's face deepened, and his pace slackened.
2447 Mr. Marvel mended his pace, and for a time they went in silence
2476 street of the little village with his burdens, and vanished into
2487 travel-stained, sitting with the books beside him and his hands deep
2488 in his pockets, looking very weary, nervous, and uncomfortable, and
2489 inflating his cheeks at infrequent intervals, on the bench outside
2494 bench, and although no one took the slightest notice of him, his
2496 to his various pockets with a curious nervous fumbling.
2510 The mariner produced a toothpick, and (saving his regard) was
2516 his mind wandered back again to a topic that had taken a curiously
2517 firm hold of his imagination.
2530 "True likewise," said Mr. Marvel. He eyed his interlocutor, and
2546 Mr. Marvel pulled his mouth askew and scratched his cheek and felt
2547 his ears glowing. "What will they be writing next?" he asked
2560 "Everything," said the mariner, controlling Marvel with his eye,
2578 and no one don't seem to have been aware of his misfortune, it says,
2579 aware of his misfortune, until in an Altercation in the inn, it
2580 says, his bandages on his head was torn off. It was then ob-served
2581 that his head was invisible. Attempts were At Once made to secure
2582 him, but casting off his garments, it says, he succeeded in
2589 count the money in his pockets by his unaided sense of touch, and
2596 "That all he did?" asked Marvel, trying to seem at his ease.
2616 He nodded his head slowly. "It makes me regular uncomfortable,
2637 coughed behind his hand.
2640 lowered his voice: "The fact of it is--I happen--to know just a
2649 "You'll be astonished," said Mr. Marvel behind his hand. "It's
2655 Suddenly his expression changed marvellously. "Ow!" he said. He rose
2656 stiffly in his seat. His face was eloquent of physical suffering.
2661 "Toothache," said Mr. Marvel, and put his hand to his ear. He caught
2662 hold of his books. "I must be getting on, I think," he said. He
2663 edged in a curious way along the seat away from his interlocutor.
2687 Mr. Marvel blew out his cheeks. The mariner was suddenly very red
2688 indeed; he clenched his hands. "I been talking here this ten
2712 was his silly game--It's on the paper!"
2720 when he had got to his feet the butterfly money had vanished. Our
2747 In the early evening time Dr. Kemp was sitting in his study in the
2754 bright with the sunset light, and his blinds were up because there
2761 And his eye, presently wandering from his work, caught the sunset
2762 blazing at the back of the hill that is over against his own. For a
2764 colour above the crest, and then his attention was attracted by the
2767 and he was running so fast that his legs verily twinkled.
2777 his pockets were full of lead, he couldn't run heavier."
2787 "Asses!" said Dr. Kemp, swinging round on his heel and walking
2788 back to his writing-table.
2791 terror on his perspiring face, being themselves in the open roadway,
2794 fro. He looked neither to the right nor the left, but his dilated
2796 the people were crowded in the street. And his ill-shaped mouth fell
2797 apart, and a glairy foam lay on his lips, and his breath came hoarse
2800 for the reason of his haste.
2824 tram-lines begin. The barman leant his fat red arms on the counter
2835 violently, and Marvel, weeping and dishevelled, his hat gone, the
2836 neck of his coat torn open, rushed in, made a convulsive turn, and
2839 "Coming!" he bawled, his voice shrieking with terror. "He's coming.
2888 comes--" He showed a revolver in his hand.
2893 going to let off at his legs. Draw the bolts."
2903 facing the unbolted doors with his pistol behind him. No one came
2905 cabman pushed his head in cautiously, they were still waiting, and
2917 In a minute he reappeared with a carving-knife in his hand. "The
2918 yard door was open!" he said, and his fat underlip dropped. "He may
2929 The man with the beard replaced his revolver. And even as he did so
2933 leveret, and forthwith they were clambering over the bar to his
2956 policeman trod on his foot. Then he cried out passionately and
2957 his fists flew round like flails. The cabman suddenly whooped
2968 A piece of tile whizzed by his head and smashed among the crockery
2974 missile had come. As he fired, the man with the beard moved his
2975 hand in a horizontal curve, so that his shots radiated out into the
2980 lantern, someone, and come and feel about for his body."
2989 Dr. Kemp had continued writing in his study until the shots
2992 "Hullo!" said Dr. Kemp, putting his pen into his mouth again and
3000 and remained watching. Thence his eyes wandered over the town to far
3006 After five minutes, during which his mind had travelled into a
3009 with a sigh, pulled down the window again, and returned to his
3018 He tried to resume his work, failed, got up, went downstairs from
3019 his study to the landing, rang, and called over the balustrade to
3025 "I'm restless to-night," he said to himself. He went back to his
3026 study, and this time attacked his work resolutely. In a little
3028 were the ticking of the clock and the subdued shrillness of his
3029 quill, hurrying in the very centre of the circle of light his
3030 lampshade threw on his table.
3032 It was two o'clock before Dr. Kemp had finished his work for the
3034 removed his coat and vest, when he noticed that he was thirsty. He
3043 element was at work. At any rate, he turned with his burden, went
3048 He took up his burden again, and returned upstairs, looking about
3050 something and stopped astonished. The door-handle of his own room
3053 He looked at his own hand. It was quite clean, and then he
3054 remembered that the door of his room had been open when he came down
3055 from his study, and that consequently he had not touched the handle
3056 at all. He went straight into his room, his face quite calm--perhaps
3073 forward to the dressing-table, and put down his burdens. Suddenly,
3083 "Eh?" said Kemp, with his mouth open.
3097 "I thought it was all a lie," he said. The thought uppermost in his
3105 and his hand, extended towards the bandage, met invisible fingers.
3107 He recoiled at the touch and his colour changed.
3111 The hand gripped his arm. He struck at it.
3117 of the bandaged arm gripped his shoulder, and he was suddenly
3118 tripped and flung backwards upon the bed. He opened his mouth to
3119 shout, and the corner of the sheet was thrust between his teeth.
3120 The Invisible Man had him down grimly, but his arms were free and
3132 relieving his mouth.
3142 He sat up and felt his neck.
3173 He rubbed his eyes and felt his neck again. "This beats ghosts," he
3178 "Or silly," said Kemp, and knuckled his eyes.
3186 let go by an effort; his instinct was all against it. It came to
3212 his chair. "Drawers, socks, slippers would be a comfort," said the
3218 He turned out his drawers for the articles, and then went downstairs
3219 to ransack his larder. He came back with some cold cutlets and
3220 bread, pulled up a light table, and placed them before his guest.
3221 "Never mind knives," said his visitor, and a cutlet hung in mid-air,
3268 "Not me," said his visitor. "Some fool I'd never seen fired at
3278 strange to see him smoking; his mouth, and throat, pharynx and
3288 about him, and fetched a glass from his spare room. "It's wild--but
3302 was growing painful; he was feverish, exhausted, and his mind came
3303 round to brood upon his chase down the hill and the struggle about
3304 the inn. He spoke in fragments of Marvel, he smoked faster, his
3320 He groaned suddenly and leant forward, supporting his invisible
3353 Kemp's word that his freedom should be respected. He examined the
3389 amazement on his face, the rapid feet came to the door of the
3390 dressing-room and that too was locked. Kemp slapped his brow with
3391 his hand. "Am I dreaming? Has the world gone mad--or have I?"
3393 He laughed, and put his hand to the locked door. "Barred out of my
3397 locked doors. "It's fact," he said. He put his fingers to his
3402 He shook his head hopelessly, turned, and went downstairs.
3425 walked out of the room, and went into his little consulting-room and
3434 have been aware of his misfortune.' What the devil _is_ his game?"
3436 He dropped the paper, and his eye went seeking. "Ah!" he said, and
3485 Kemp read every scrap of the report and sent his housemaid out to
3501 evil temper, and Kemp, alert for every sound, heard his pattering
3528 with the glass in his hand; "all that happened in Iping, and down
3540 possible, and he was delighted to find his strange guest rose
3664 the whole fabric of a man except the red of his blood and the black
3716 going to publish this work of yours?' was his everlasting question.
3730 "The money was not his, and he shot himself."
3755 I had bought with his money; the work was going on steadily,
3759 a finger to save his character. I remember the funeral, the cheap
3761 old college friend of his who read the service over him--a shabby,
3774 the victim of his own foolish sentimentality. The current cant
3775 required my attendance at his funeral, but it was really not my
3948 the room, peering about over his German-silver spectacles, and a
3956 protest, to jabber of his right of entry. In a moment I had him by
3957 the collar; something ripped, and he went spinning out into his own
3993 lifted his eyes to my face.
3998 looking-glass. Then I understood his terror.... My face was
4053 the open doorway. It was the landlord and his two step-sons, sturdy
4060 from my face. I was half minded to hit his silly countenance, but I
4071 "The old man, so far as I could understand his patois, agreed with
4128 amazement at his burden. Although the blow had really hurt me, I
4129 found something so irresistible in his astonishment that I laughed
4131 it out of his hand. He let go incontinently, and I swung the whole
4135 sudden rush for this, and his extending fingers took me with
4185 scent of a man moving as men perceive his vision. This brute began
4214 thud, shall we see, thud, his face, thud, thud.' 'There's a
4216 one. 'And he ain't never come down again. And his foot was
4221 in his voice, and pointed straight to my feet. I looked down and
4233 steps and upon the pavement, he had recovered from his momentary
4264 had been scratched by his nails; my feet hurt exceedingly and I
4266 man approaching me, and fled limping, for I feared his subtle
4301 was half-minded to accost some passer-by and throw myself upon his
4320 personage with 'Omnium' on his cap--flung open the door. I contrived
4405 landlord vociferating in his rooms; I saw his two sons marvelling,
4452 kept his footing, gave a view hallo, and came up the staircase hot
4459 round, plucked one out of a pile and smashed it on his silly head
4480 'He's dropping his plunder,' said one of the young men. 'He _must_
4581 minute, kicked the door to with his foot spitefully, and went
4585 stopped dead. I did so too, startled by his quickness of ear. He
4588 "I stood hesitating. Suddenly I heard his quick footsteps returning,
4596 big masks in the corner. On the table was his belated breakfast,
4598 to sniff his coffee and stand watching while he came in and resumed
4599 his meal. And his table manners were irritating. Three doors opened
4602 I could scarcely move because of his alertness, and there was a
4607 his eating. But at last he made an end and putting his beggarly
4608 crockery on the black tin tray upon which he had had his teapot, and
4610 the whole lot of things after him. His burden prevented his shutting
4615 floor being cold on my feet, I returned upstairs and sat in his
4629 pulled at his lower lip. His eye went up and down the staircase.
4633 with the same puzzled anger on his face. He was becoming aware of
4637 threat unfinished. He put his hand in his pocket, failed to find
4640 head of the staircase until his return.
4651 judged, from its appearance. In one room next to his I found a lot
4653 forgot again the evident sharpness of his ears. I heard a stealthy
4655 tumbled heap and holding an old-fashioned revolver in his hand.
4660 the lock. Then his footsteps retreated. I realised abruptly that I
4687 I had to get out of that house in a disguise without his seeing me.
4697 had his revolver. If once he saw me he would be able to describe
4701 his own house, and you were--well, robbing."
4707 "And his too," said Kemp.
4716 too--hunting me about the house, fooling about with his revolver,
4772 to get out of his sheet again when he liked. In five minutes a
4828 He paused, and his attitude suggested a roving glance at the
4831 "But how did you get to Iping?" said Kemp, anxious to keep his
4856 "That's his luck, then. I clean lost my temper, the fools! Why
4887 He moved nearer his guest as he spoke in such a manner as to
4916 "He's in the town police station, locked up, by his own request, in
4932 Invisible Man resumed of his own accord.
4948 "Ah! Now--" The Invisible Man stood up, and sticking his arms akimbo
4972 Kemp's hand went to his moustache. Was that a movement
4985 terrify and dominate it. He must issue his orders. He can do that
4987 suffice. And all who disobey his orders he must kill, and kill
4991 of his front door opening and closing.
4993 "It seems to me, Griffin," he said, to cover his wandering
5019 three swift steps to the door, and forthwith the Invisible Man--his
5020 legs had vanished--sprang to his feet with a shout. Kemp flung the
5038 his hold on the handle to defend himself. He was forced back,
5046 struggling to his feet. He saw him rush forward, and go down again,
5051 staircase, with a grip on his throat and a knee in his groin. An
5052 invisible foot trod on his back, a ghostly patter passed downstairs,
5057 staircase, Kemp, dusty and disheveled, one side of his face white
5058 from a blow, his lip bleeding, and a pink dressing-gown and some
5059 underclothing held in his arms.
5073 his arm. But presently Adye began to grasp something of the
5077 of nothing but his own advantage, his own safety. I have listened
5086 prevent his leaving this district. Once he gets away, he may go
5099 that he will have to break his way to it. The houses everywhere must
5126 "Bear in mind," said Kemp, "his food shows. After eating, his food
5142 Adye drew the air in sharply between his teeth. "It's
5149 only chance is to be ahead. He has cut himself off from his kind.
5150 His blood be upon his own head."
5166 despairing at his intolerable fate, and sheltering at last, heated
5168 his shattered schemes against his species. That seems to most
5172 One wonders what his state of mind may have been during that time,
5178 astonishment of his Oxford Street experiences may have returned to
5179 him, for he had evidently counted on Kemp's co-operation in his
5210 and for a prompt attention to any evidence of his movements. And
5231 received, his splintered walking-stick; but why the attack was made,
5238 stopped this quiet man, going quietly home to his midday meal,
5239 attacked him, beat down his feeble defences, broke his arm, felled
5240 him, and smashed his head to a jelly.
5243 he met his victim--he must have been carrying it ready in his hand.
5247 yards out of his way. The other is the assertion of a little girl
5250 the gravel pit. Her pantomime of his action suggests a man pursuing
5252 again with his walking-stick. She was the last person to see him
5253 alive. He passed out of her sight to his death, the struggle being
5266 discovering his presence in the neighbourhood, and Wicksteed,
5270 No doubt the Invisible Man could easily have distanced his
5273 ill luck to drive his quarry into a corner between a drift of
5284 an intensely egotistical and unfeeling man, but the sight of his
5285 victim, his first victim, bloody and pitiful at his feet, may have
5298 the rapid use Kemp had made of his confidences. He must have
5307 his exasperation, and it could have been none the less because
5313 malignant, prepared for his last great struggle against the world.
5346 his voice! And he means it."
5351 He got up slowly, leaving his lunch unfinished--the letter had
5352 come by the one o'clock post--and went into his study. He rang
5353 for his housekeeper, and told her to go round the house at once,
5355 shutters. He closed the shutters of his study himself. From a
5356 locked drawer in his bedroom he took a little revolver, examined it
5357 carefully, and put it into the pocket of his lounge jacket. He
5359 his servant to take, with explicit instructions as to her way of
5362 after doing this, and then returned to his cooling lunch.
5411 "Look here!" said Kemp, and led the way into his study. He handed
5450 shutters are up, and the glass will fall outside. He'll cut his
5463 Kemp's hand went to his pocket. Then he hesitated. "I haven't
5468 Kemp, ashamed of his momentary lapse from truthfulness, handed him
5479 comfortable with his back against the door. Then he marched, upright
5483 and his hand tightened on the revolver.
5490 "Sorry," said Adye a little hoarsely, and moistened his lips with
5491 his tongue. The Voice was on his left front, he thought. Suppose he
5492 were to take his luck with a shot?
5499 business." The words were still on his lips, when an arm came round
5500 his neck, his back felt a knee, and he was sprawling backward. He
5502 struck in the mouth and the revolver wrested from his grip. He made
5523 Adye moistened his lips again. He glanced away from the barrel of
5544 eyes. He shaded his eyes and tried to see the source of the
5556 walking slowly with his hands behind him. Kemp watched him--puzzled.
5561 threw up his hands and fell forward on his face, leaving a little
5582 head and stood listening uneasily. He armed himself with his
5590 approaching. He wondered what his antagonist was doing.
5605 closing door flashed over his head. He slammed and locked the door,
5646 "Whup!" said one policeman, ducked, and caught the axe on his poker.
5648 Cooper. The second policeman brought his poker down on the little
5661 forward and wiping with his poker at the Voice. The Invisible Man
5668 the axe with his poker, hit something soft that snapped. There was a
5670 policeman wiped again at vacancy and hit nothing; he put his foot on
5676 running down between his eye and ear. "Where is he?" asked the man
5686 The second policeman began struggling to his feet. He stood up.
5689 his poker. It smashed a little gas bracket.
5696 "Doctor Kemp's a hero," he said, as his companion looked over his
5712 was asleep in his summer house when the siege of Kemp's house
5716 upon walking about his garden just as if nothing was the matter,
5720 looked across at Kemp's house, rubbed his eyes and looked again.
5721 Then he put his feet to the ground, and sat listening. He said he
5727 "I could have sworn it was all right"--he looked at his watch--"twenty
5750 With Mr. Heelas to think things like that was to act, and his cook
5766 then shaking frantically at the French window. Then, seeing his
5770 Heelas staring from his window--a face of horror--had scarcely
5773 upstairs, and the rest of the chase is beyond his purview. But as
5777 direction, and so it was he came to run in his own person the very
5780 training, and though his face was white and wet, his wits were cool
5786 For the first time in his life Kemp discovered that the hill-road
5792 his own orders. But at any rate they might have kept a lookout
5800 his breath was beginning to saw in his throat. The tram was quite
5807 human beings about him. The tram driver and his helper--arrested
5808 by the sight of his furious haste--stood staring with the tram
5812 His pace broke a little, and then he heard the swift pad of his
5821 playing here, and shrieked and scattered at his apparition, and
5829 a spade, and hard behind him came the tram conductor with his fists
5833 his hand. "Spread out! Spread out!" cried some one. Kemp suddenly
5838 round towards his unseen antagonist. He just managed to keep his
5841 another moment a knee compressed his diaphragm, and a couple of
5842 eager hands gripped his throat, but the grip of one was weaker than
5843 the other; he grasped the wrists, heard a cry of pain from his
5846 a drop of moisture on his face. The grip at his throat suddenly
5850 He's down! Hold his feet!"
5859 of his antagonists and rose to his knees. Kemp clung to him in
5880 "He's not shamming," said the doctor, cautiously raising his knee;
5892 Kemp felt about, his hand seeming to pass through empty air. "He's
5893 not breathing," he said, and then, "I can't feel his heart. His
5905 "Hullo!" cried the constable. "Here's his feet a-showing!"
5907 And so, slowly, beginning at his hands and feet and creeping along
5908 his limbs to the vital centres of his body, that strange change
5913 Presently they could see his crushed chest and his shoulders, and
5914 the dim outline of his drawn and battered features.
5919 with age, but white with the whiteness of albinism--and his eyes
5920 were like garnets. His hands were clenched, his eyes wide open, and
5921 his expression was one of anger and dismay.
5923 "Cover his face!" said a man. "For Gawd's sake, cover that face!"
5933 seen, ended in infinite disaster his strange and terrible career.
5957 And if you want to cut off the flow of his reminiscences abruptly,
5968 He is a bachelor man--his tastes were ever bachelor, and there
5970 expected of him--but in his more vital privacies, in the matter
5971 of braces for example, he still turns to string. He conducts his
5974 wisdom and for a respectable parsimony in the village, and his
5979 he goes into his bar parlour, bearing a glass of gin faintly tinged
5982 being satisfied of his solitude, he unlocks the cupboard and a box
5992 His brows are knit and his lips move painfully. "Hex, little two up
5996 Presently he relaxes and leans back, and blinks through his smoke
6002 "I wouldn't do what _he_ did; I'd just--well!" He pulls at his
6005 So he lapses into a dream, the undying wonderful dream of his life.