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"
If
it
has
n't
been
killed
,
"
said
the
Invisible
Man
.
"
Why
not
?
"
"
Why
not
?
"
said
Kemp
.
"
I
did
n't
mean
to
interrupt
.
"
"
It
's
very
probably
been
killed
,
"
said
the
Invisible
Man
.
"
It
was
alive
four
days
after
,
I
know
,
and
down
a
grating
in
Great
Titchfield
Street
;
because
I
saw
a
crowd
round
the
place
,
trying
to
see
whence
the
miaowing
came
.
"
He
was
silent
for
the
best
part
of
a
minute
.
Then
he
resumed
abruptly
:
"
I
remember
that
morning
before
the
change
very
vividly
.
I
must
have
gone
up
Great
Portland
Street
.
I
remember
the
barracks
in
Albany
Street
,
and
the
horse
soldiers
coming
out
,
and
at
last
I
found
the
summit
of
Primrose
Hill
.
It
was
a
sunny
day
in
January
--
one
of
those
sunny
,
frosty
days
that
came
before
the
snow
this
year
.
My
weary
brain
tried
to
formulate
the
position
,
to
plot
out
a
plan
of
action
.
"
I
was
surprised
to
find
,
now
that
my
prize
was
within
my
grasp
,
how
inconclusive
its
attainment
seemed
.
As
a
matter
of
fact
I
was
worked
out
;
the
intense
stress
of
nearly
four
years
'
continuous
work
left
me
incapable
of
any
strength
of
feeling
.
I
was
apathetic
,
and
I
tried
in
vain
to
recover
the
enthusiasm
of
my
first
inquiries
,
the
passion
of
discovery
that
had
enabled
me
to
compass
even
the
downfall
of
my
father
's
grey
hairs
.
Nothing
seemed
to
matter
.
I
saw
pretty
clearly
this
was
a
transient
mood
,
due
to
overwork
and
want
of
sleep
,
and
that
either
by
drugs
or
rest
it
would
be
possible
to
recover
my
energies
.
"
All
I
could
think
clearly
was
that
the
thing
had
to
be
carried
through
;
the
fixed
idea
still
ruled
me
.
And
soon
,
for
the
money
I
had
was
almost
exhausted
.
I
looked
about
me
at
the
hillside
,
with
children
playing
and
girls
watching
them
,
and
tried
to
think
of
all
the
fantastic
advantages
an
invisible
man
would
have
in
the
world
.
After
a
time
I
crawled
home
,
took
some
food
and
a
strong
dose
of
strychnine
,
and
went
to
sleep
in
my
clothes
on
my
unmade
bed
.
Strychnine
is
a
grand
tonic
,
Kemp
,
to
take
the
flabbiness
out
of
a
man
.
"
"
It
's
the
devil
,
"
said
Kemp
.
"
It
's
the
palaeolithic
in
a
bottle
.
"
"
I
awoke
vastly
invigorated
and
rather
irritable
.
You
know
?
"
