Doctor Kemp's Visitor
fragments of Marvel, he smoked faster, his voice grew angry. Kemp tried to gather what he could.
"He was afraid of me, I could see he was afraid of me," said the Invisible Man many times over. "He meant to give me the slip—he was always casting about! What a fool I was!
"The cur!
"I should have killed him—"
"Where did you get the money?" asked Kemp, abruptly.
The Invisible Man was silent for a space. "I can't tell you to-night," he said.
He groaned suddenly and leant forward, supporting his invisible head on invisible hands. "Kemp," he said, "I 've had no sleep for near three days,—except a couple of dozes of an hour or so. I must sleep soon."
"Well, have my room—have this room."
"But how can I sleep? If I sleep—he will get away. Ugh! What does it matter?"
"What 's the shot-wound?" asked Kemp, abruptly.
"Nothing—scratch and blood. Oh, God! How I want sleep!"
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