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
THE EPILOGUE So ends the story of the strange and evil experiments of the Invisible Man. And if you would learn more of him you must go to a little inn near Port Stowe and talk to the landlord. The sign of the inn is an empty board save for a hat and boots, and the name is the title of this story. The landlord is a short and corpulent little man with a nose of cylindrical proportions, wiry hair, and a sporadic rosiness of visage. Drink generously, and he will tell you generously of all the things that happened to him after that time, and of how the lawyers tried to do him out of the treasure found upon him. "When they found they couldn't prove who's money was which, I'm blessed," he says, "if they didn't try to make me out a blooming treasure trove! Do I _look_ like a Treasure Trove? And then a gentleman gave me a guinea a night to tell the story at the Empire
Music 'All--just to tell 'em in my own words--barring one." And if you want to cut off the flow of his reminiscences abruptly, you can always do so by asking if there weren't three manuscript books in the story. He admits there were and proceeds to explain, with asseverations that everybody thinks _he_ has 'em! But bless you! he hasn't. "The Invisible Man it was took 'em off to hide 'em when I cut and ran for Port Stowe. It's that Mr. Kemp put people on with the idea of _my_ having 'em." And then he subsides into a pensive state, watches you furtively, bustles nervously with glasses, and presently leaves the bar. He is a bachelor man--his tastes were ever bachelor, and there are no women folk in the house. Outwardly he buttons--it is expected of him--but in his more vital privacies, in the matter of braces for example, he still turns to string. He conducts his house without
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Music 'All--just to tell 'em in my own<br />
words--barring one."<br />
And if you want to cut off the flow of his<br />
reminiscences abruptly, you can always do so<br />
by asking if there weren't three manuscript<br />
books in the story. He admits there were and<br />
proceeds to explain, with asseverations that<br />
everybody thinks _he_ has 'em! But bless you!<br />
he hasn't. "<strong>The</strong> <strong>Invisible</strong> <strong>Man</strong> it was took 'em off<br />
to hide 'em when I cut and ran for Port Stowe.<br />
It's that Mr. Kemp put people on with the idea<br />
of _my_ having 'em."<br />
And then he subsides into a pensive state,<br />
watches you furtively, bustles nervously with<br />
glasses, and presently leaves the bar.<br />
He is a bachelor man--his tastes were ever<br />
bachelor, and there are no women folk in the<br />
house. Outwardly he buttons--it is expected of<br />
him--but in his more vital privacies, in the<br />
matter of braces for example, he still turns to<br />
string. He conducts his house without
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