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
throat, but the grip of one was weaker than the other; he grasped the wrists, heard a cry of pain from his assailant, and then the spade of the navvy came whirling through the air above him, and struck something with a dull thud. He felt a drop of moisture on his face. The grip at his throat suddenly relaxed, and with a convulsive effort, Kemp loosed himself, grasped a limp shoulder, and rolled uppermost. He gripped the unseen elbows near the ground. "I've got him!" screamed Kemp. "Help! Help--hold! He's down! Hold his feet!" In another second there was a simultaneous rush upon the struggle, and a stranger coming into the road suddenly might have thought an exceptionally savage game of Rugby football was in progress. And there was no shouting after Kemp's cry--only a sound of blows and feet and heavy breathing. Then came a mighty effort, and the Invisible Man threw off a couple of his antagonists and
ose to his knees. Kemp clung to him in front like a hound to a stag, and a dozen hands gripped, clutched, and tore at the Unseen. The tram conductor suddenly got the neck and shoulders and lugged him back. Down went the heap of struggling men again and rolled over. There was, I am afraid, some savage kicking. Then suddenly a wild scream of "Mercy! Mercy!" that died down swiftly to a sound like choking. "Get back, you fools!" cried the muffled voice of Kemp, and there was a vigorous shoving back of stalwart forms. "He's hurt, I tell you. Stand back!" There was a brief struggle to clear a space, and then the circle of eager faces saw the doctor kneeling, as it seemed, fifteen inches in the air, and holding invisible arms to the ground. Behind him a constable gripped invisible ankles.
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- Page 301 and 302: the house at once, examine all the
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ose to his knees. Kemp clung to him in front<br />
like a hound to a stag, and a dozen hands<br />
gripped, clutched, and tore at the Unseen. <strong>The</strong><br />
tram conductor suddenly got the neck and<br />
shoulders and lugged him back.<br />
Down went the heap of struggling men again<br />
and rolled over. <strong>The</strong>re was, I am afraid, some<br />
savage kicking. <strong>The</strong>n suddenly a wild scream<br />
of "Mercy! Mercy!" that died down swiftly to a<br />
sound like choking.<br />
"Get back, you fools!" cried the muffled voice<br />
of Kemp, and there was a vigorous shoving<br />
back of stalwart forms. "He's hurt, I tell you.<br />
Stand back!"<br />
<strong>The</strong>re was a brief struggle to clear a space,<br />
and then the circle of eager faces saw the<br />
doctor kneeling, as it seemed, fifteen inches in<br />
the air, and holding invisible arms to the<br />
ground. Behind him a constable gripped<br />
invisible ankles.
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