The Invisible Man
beat cock-fighting! Most remarkable!—And there I can see a rabbit clean through you, 'arf a mile away! Not a bit of you visible—except—"
He scrutinised the apparently empty space keenly. "You 'ave n't been eatin' bread and cheese?" he asked, holding the invisible arm.
"You 're quite right, and it's not quite assimilated into the system."
"Ah!" said Mr. Marvel. "Sort of ghostly, though."
"Of course, all this is n't half so wonderful as you think."
"It 's quite wonderful enough for my modest wants," said Mr. Thomas Marvel. "Howjer manage it! How the dooce is it done?"
"It 's too long a story. And besides—"
"I tell you, the whole business fair beats me," said Mr. Marvel.
"What I want to say at present is this: I need help. I have come to that—I came upon you suddenly. I was wandering, mad with rage, naked, impotent. I could have murdered. And I saw you—"
"Lord!" said Mr. Marvel.
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