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
to find that Mr. Hall did not know his guest's name. "He give a name," said Mrs. Hall--an assertion which was quite unfounded--"but I didn't rightly hear it." She thought it seemed so silly not to know the man's name. Cuss rapped at the parlour door and entered. There was a fairly audible imprecation from within. "Pardon my intrusion," said Cuss, and then the door closed and cut Mrs. Hall off from the rest of the conversation. She could hear the murmur of voices for the next ten minutes, then a cry of surprise, a stirring of feet, a chair flung aside, a bark of laughter, quick steps to the door, and Cuss appeared, his face white, his eyes staring over his shoulder. He left the door open behind him, and without looking at her strode across the hall and went down the steps, and she heard his feet hurrying along the road. He carried his hat in his hand. She stood behind the door, looking at the open door of the parlour. Then she heard the stranger laughing
quietly, and then his footsteps came across the room. She could not see his face where she stood. The parlour door slammed, and the place was silent again. Cuss went straight up the village to Bunting the vicar. "Am I mad?" Cuss began abruptly, as he entered the shabby little study. "Do I look like an insane person?" "What's happened?" said the vicar, putting the ammonite on the loose sheets of his forth-coming sermon. "That chap at the inn--" "Well?" "Give me something to drink," said Cuss, and he sat down. When his nerves had been steadied by a glass of cheap sherry--the only drink the good vicar had available--he told him of the
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to find that Mr. Hall did not know his guest's<br />
name. "He give a name," said Mrs. Hall--an<br />
assertion which was quite unfounded--"but I<br />
didn't rightly hear it." She thought it seemed so<br />
silly not to know the man's name.<br />
Cuss rapped at the parlour door and entered.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re was a fairly audible imprecation from<br />
within. "Pardon my intrusion," said Cuss, and<br />
then the door closed and cut Mrs. Hall off from<br />
the rest of the conversation.<br />
She could hear the murmur of voices for the<br />
next ten minutes, then a cry of surprise, a<br />
stirring of feet, a chair flung aside, a bark of<br />
laughter, quick steps to the door, and Cuss<br />
appeared, his face white, his eyes staring over<br />
his shoulder. He left the door open behind<br />
him, and without looking at her strode across<br />
the hall and went down the steps, and she<br />
heard his feet hurrying along the road. He<br />
carried his hat in his hand. She stood behind<br />
the door, looking at the open door of the<br />
parlour. <strong>The</strong>n she heard the stranger laughing