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
at his study desk down-stairs, and then a violent sneeze. At that he returned to his bedroom, armed himself with the most obvious weapon, the poker, and descended the staircase as noiselessly as possible. Mrs. Bunting came out on the landing. The hour was about four, and the ultimate darkness of the night was past. There was a faint shimmer of light in the hall, but the study doorway yawned impenetrably black. Everything was still except the faint creaking of the stairs under Mr. Bunting's tread, and the slight movements in the study. Then something snapped, the drawer was opened, and there was a rustle of papers. Then came an imprecation, and a match was struck and the study was flooded with yellow light. Mr. Bunting was now in the hall, and through the crack of the door he could see the desk and the open drawer and a candle burning on the desk. But the robber he could not see. He
stood there in the hall undecided what to do, and Mrs. Bunting, her face white and intent, crept slowly downstairs after him. One thing kept Mr. Bunting's courage; the persuasion that this burglar was a resident in the village. They heard the chink of money, and realised that the robber had found the housekeeping reserve of gold--two pounds ten in half sovereigns altogether. At that sound Mr. Bunting was nerved to abrupt action. Gripping the poker firmly, he rushed into the room, closely followed by Mrs. Bunting. "Surrender!" cried Mr. Bunting, fiercely, and then stooped amazed. Apparently the room was perfectly empty. Yet their conviction that they had, that very moment, heard somebody moving in the room had amounted to a certainty. For half a minute, perhaps, they stood gaping, then Mrs. Bunting went across the room and looked behind the screen, while Mr. Bunting, by a kindred impulse, peered under the desk. Then Mrs.
- Page 3 and 4: sovereigns flung upon the table, he
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- Page 7 and 8: He held a white cloth--it was a ser
- Page 9 and 10: when she got there. The visitor sat
- Page 11 and 12: ig spectacles they had lacked hithe
- Page 13 and 14: "Will you get me some matches?" sai
- Page 15 and 16: CHAPTER II MR. TEDDY HENFREY'S FIRS
- Page 17 and 18: "Would you mind, sir, this man a-co
- Page 19 and 20: ecause she did not want to be snubb
- Page 21 and 22: "That I think, is all," said the st
- Page 23 and 24: But he went feeling excessively ann
- Page 25 and 26: He told Hall how his aunt at Hastin
- Page 27 and 28: CHAPTER III THE THOUSAND AND ONE BO
- Page 29 and 30: was all the business of a swift hal
- Page 31 and 32: dargs"; "Whad _'e_ bite 'n for, tha
- Page 33 and 34: ottles, large white-glass bottles,
- Page 35 and 36: necessary investigations--the sligh
- Page 37 and 38: There was a noise of hobnails on th
- Page 39 and 40: CHAPTER IV MR. CUSS INTERVIEWS THE
- Page 41 and 42: neither head nor tail of what she h
- Page 43 and 44: February was known to have occurred
- Page 45 and 46: down the village, and when he had g
- Page 47 and 48: quietly, and then his footsteps cam
- Page 49 and 50: He resumed. He'd read it. Five ingr
- Page 51 and 52: out of his pocket again, and raised
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- Page 57 and 58: heard a sound of bolts being hastil
- Page 59 and 60: the bolts of the front door had bee
- Page 61 and 62: passed her husband in the passage a
- Page 63 and 64: scream of alarm, succeeded in getti
- Page 65 and 66: deal of talk and no decisive action
- Page 67 and 68: CHAPTER VII THE UNVEILING OF THE ST
- Page 69 and 70: sold old second-hand ordinary bicyc
- Page 71 and 72: The stranger swore briefly but vivi
- Page 73 and 74: want to know is how you _did_ come
- Page 75 and 76: Mr. Teddy Henfrey jump to avoid tum
- Page 77 and 78: People shouted conflicting informat
- Page 79 and 80: disposed of him for a moment, and M
- Page 81 and 82: confounded nuisance, but I am. That
- Page 83 and 84: ealising what was happening. He gri
- Page 85 and 86: Men staggered right and left as the
- Page 87 and 88: CHAPTER VIII IN TRANSIT The eighth
- Page 89 and 90: CHAPTER IX MR. THOMAS MARVEL You mu
- Page 91 and 92: "H'm," said the Voice. "I've worn w
- Page 93 and 94: "Are yer _buried_?" said Mr. Thomas
- Page 95 and 96: "One minute," said the Voice, penet
- Page 97 and 98: The third flint fell. "It's very si
- Page 99 and 100: He felt the hand that had closed ro
- Page 101 and 102: ack and came to you--you. And--" "_
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stood there in the hall undecided what to do,<br />
and Mrs. Bunting, her face white and intent,<br />
crept slowly downstairs after him. One thing<br />
kept Mr. Bunting's courage; the persuasion that<br />
this burglar was a resident in the village.<br />
<strong>The</strong>y heard the chink of money, and realised<br />
that the robber had found the housekeeping<br />
reserve of gold--two pounds ten in half<br />
sovereigns altogether. At that sound Mr.<br />
Bunting was nerved to abrupt action. Gripping<br />
the poker firmly, he rushed into the room,<br />
closely followed by Mrs. Bunting. "Surrender!"<br />
cried Mr. Bunting, fiercely, and then stooped<br />
amazed. Apparently the room was perfectly<br />
empty.<br />
Yet their conviction that they had, that very<br />
moment, heard somebody moving in the room<br />
had amounted to a certainty. For half a minute,<br />
perhaps, they stood gaping, then Mrs. Bunting<br />
went across the room and looked behind the<br />
screen, while Mr. Bunting, by a kindred<br />
impulse, peered under the desk. <strong>The</strong>n Mrs.
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