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CHAPTER XXVIII. THE HUNTER HUNTEDand heavy breathing.Then came a mighty effort, and the Invisible Manthrew off a couple of his antagonists and rose to his knees.Kemp clung to him in front like a hound to a stag, and adozen hands gripped, clutched, and tore at the Unseen.The tram conductor suddenly got the neck and shouldersand lugged him back.Down went the heap of struggling men again androlled 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 thecircle of eager faces saw the doctor kneeling, as it seemed,fifteen inches in the air, and holding invisible arms to theground. Behind him a constable gripped invisible ankles."Don’t you leave go of en," cried the big navvy, holdinga blood-stained spade; "he’s shamming.""He’s not shamming," said the doctor, cautiously raisinghis knee; "and I’ll hold him." His face was bruised and262
CHAPTER XXVIII. THE HUNTER HUNTEDalready going red; he spoke thickly because of a bleedinglip. He released one hand and seemed to be feeling at theface. "The mouth’s all wet," he said. And then, "GoodGod!"He stood up abruptly and then knelt down on theground by the side of the thing unseen. There was a pushingand shuffling, a sound of heavy feet as fresh peopleturned up to increase the pressure of the crowd. Peoplenow were coming out of the houses. The doors of the"Jolly Cricketers" stood suddenly wide open. Very littlewas said.Kemp felt about, his hand seeming to pass throughempty air. "He’s not breathing," he said, and then, "I can’tfeel his heart. His side–ugh!"Suddenly an old woman, peering under the arm of thebig navvy, screamed sharply. "Looky there!" she said, andthrust out a wrinkled finger.And looking where she pointed, everyone saw, faintand transparent as though it was made of glass, so thatveins and arteries and bones and nerves could be distinguished,the outline of a hand, a hand limp and prone. Itgrew clouded and opaque even as they stared.263
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and heavy breathing.
Then came a mighty effort, and the Invisible Man
threw off a couple of his antagonists and rose 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.
"Don’t you leave go of en," cried the big navvy, holding
a blood-stained spade; "he’s shamming."
"He’s not shamming," said the doctor, cautiously raising
his knee; "and I’ll hold him." His face was bruised and
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