The Invisible Man - Wells George Herbert.pdf - Cove Systems
The Invisible Man - Wells George Herbert.pdf - Cove Systems The Invisible Man - Wells George Herbert.pdf - Cove Systems
sense of detachment I felt from the squalid respectability, the sordid commercialism of the place. "I did not feel a bit sorry for my father. He seemed to me to be the victim of his own foolish sentimentality. The current cant required my attendance at his funeral, but it was really not my affair. "But going along the High Street, my old life came back to me for a space, for I met the girl I had known ten years since. Our eyes met. "Something moved me to turn back and talk to her. She was a very ordinary person. "It was all like a dream, that visit to the old places. I did not feel then that I was lonely, that I had come out from the world into a desolate place. I appreciated my loss of sympathy, but I put it down to the general inanity of things. Re-entering my room seemed like the recovery of reality. There were the things I
knew and loved. There stood the apparatus, the experiments arranged and waiting. And now there was scarcely a difficulty left, beyond the planning of details. "I will tell you, Kemp, sooner or later, all the complicated processes. We need not go into that now. For the most part, saving certain gaps I chose to remember, they are written in cypher in those books that tramp has hidden. We must hunt him down. We must get those books again. But the essential phase was to place the transparent object whose refractive index was to be lowered between two radiating centres of a sort of ethereal vibration, of which I will tell you more fully later. No, not those Roentgen vibrations--I don't know that these others of mine have been described. Yet they are obvious enough. I needed two little dynamos, and these I worked with a cheap gas engine. My first experiment was with a bit of white wool fabric. It was the strangest thing in the world to see it in the flicker of the flashes soft and white, and then to
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sense of detachment I felt from the squalid<br />
respectability, the sordid commercialism of<br />
the place.<br />
"I did not feel a bit sorry for my father. He<br />
seemed to me to be the victim of his own<br />
foolish sentimentality. <strong>The</strong> current cant<br />
required my attendance at his funeral, but it<br />
was really not my affair.<br />
"But going along the High Street, my old life<br />
came back to me for a space, for I met the girl I<br />
had known ten years since. Our eyes met.<br />
"Something moved me to turn back and talk<br />
to her. She was a very ordinary person.<br />
"It was all like a dream, that visit to the old<br />
places. I did not feel then that I was lonely, that<br />
I had come out from the world into a desolate<br />
place. I appreciated my loss of sympathy, but I<br />
put it down to the general inanity of things.<br />
Re-entering my room seemed like the<br />
recovery of reality. <strong>The</strong>re were the things I