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The Invisible Man
I tell you, would have flung himself upon that research. And I worked three years, and every mountain of difficulty I toiled over showed another from its summit. The infinite details! And the exasperation,—a professor, a provincial professor, always prying. 'When are you going to publish this work of yours?' was his everlasting question. And the students, the cramped means! Three years I had of it —
"And after three years of secrecy and exasperation, I found that to complete it was impossible,—impossible."
"How?" asked Kemp.
"Money," said the Invisible Man, and went again to stare out of the window.
He turned round abruptly. "I robbed the old man—robbed my father.
"The money was not his, and he shot himself."
