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"
Exactly
.
But
it
's
odd
I
should
blunder
into
your
house
to
get
my
bandaging
.
My
first
stroke
of
luck
!
Anyhow
I
meant
to
sleep
in
this
house
to-night
.
You
must
stand
that
!
It
's
a
filthy
nuisance
,
my
blood
showing
,
is
n't
it
?
Quite
a
clot
over
there
.
Gets
visible
as
it
coagulates
,
I
see
.
It
's
only
the
living
tissue
I
've
changed
,
and
only
for
as
long
as
I
'm
alive
...
I
've
been
in
the
house
three
hours
.
"
"
But
how
's
it
done
?
"
began
Kemp
,
in
a
tone
of
exasperation
.
"
Confound
it
!
The
whole
business
--
it
's
unreasonable
from
beginning
to
end
.
"
"
Quite
reasonable
,
"
said
the
Invisible
Man
.
"
Perfectly
reasonable
.
"
He
reached
over
and
secured
the
whiskey
bottle
.
Kemp
stared
at
the
devouring
dressing
gown
.
A
ray
of
candle-light
penetrating
a
torn
patch
in
the
right
shoulder
,
made
a
triangle
of
light
under
the
left
ribs
.
"
What
were
the
shots
?
"
he
asked
.
"
How
did
the
shooting
begin
?
"
"
There
was
a
real
fool
of
a
man
--
a
sort
of
confederate
of
mine
--
curse
him
!
--
who
tried
to
steal
my
money
.
Has
done
so
.
"
"
Is
he
invisible
too
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Well
?
"
"
Ca
n't
I
have
some
more
to
eat
before
I
tell
you
all
that
?
I
'm
hungry
--
in
pain
.
And
you
want
me
to
tell
stories
!
"
Kemp
got
up
.
"
You
did
n't
do
any
shooting
?
"
he
asked
.
