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"
It
occurred
to
me
that
the
radiators
,
if
they
fell
into
the
hands
of
some
acute
well-educated
person
,
would
give
me
away
too
much
,
and
watching
my
opportunity
,
I
came
into
the
room
and
tilted
one
of
the
little
dynamos
off
its
fellow
on
which
it
was
standing
,
and
smashed
both
apparatus
.
Then
,
while
they
were
trying
to
explain
the
smash
,
I
dodged
out
of
the
room
and
went
softly
downstairs
.
"
I
went
into
one
of
the
sitting-rooms
and
waited
until
they
came
down
,
still
speculating
and
argumentative
,
all
a
little
disappointed
at
finding
no
'
horrors
,
'
and
all
a
little
puzzled
how
they
stood
legally
towards
me
.
Then
I
slipped
up
again
with
a
box
of
matches
,
fired
my
heap
of
paper
and
rubbish
,
put
the
chairs
and
bedding
thereby
,
led
the
gas
to
the
affair
,
by
means
of
an
india-rubber
tube
,
and
waving
a
farewell
to
the
room
left
it
for
the
last
time
.
"
"
You
fired
the
house
!
"
exclaimed
Kemp
.
"
Fired
the
house
.
It
was
the
only
way
to
cover
my
trail
--
and
no
doubt
it
was
insured
.
I
slipped
the
bolts
of
the
front
door
quietly
and
went
out
into
the
street
.
I
was
invisible
,
and
I
was
only
just
beginning
to
realise
the
extraordinary
advantage
my
invisibility
gave
me
.
My
head
was
already
teeming
with
plans
of
all
the
wild
and
wonderful
things
I
had
now
impunity
to
do
.
"
"
In
going
downstairs
the
first
time
I
found
an
unexpected
difficulty
because
I
could
not
see
my
feet
;
indeed
I
stumbled
twice
,
and
there
was
an
unaccustomed
clumsiness
in
gripping
the
bolt
.
By
not
looking
down
,
however
,
I
managed
to
walk
on
the
level
passably
well
.
"
My
mood
,
I
say
,
was
one
of
exaltation
.
I
felt
as
a
seeing
man
might
do
,
with
padded
feet
and
noiseless
clothes
,
in
a
city
of
the
blind
.
I
experienced
a
wild
impulse
to
jest
,
to
startle
people
,
to
clap
men
on
the
back
,
fling
people
's
hats
astray
,
and
generally
revel
in
my
extraordinary
advantage
.
"
But
hardly
had
I
emerged
upon
Great
Portland
Street
,
however
(
my
lodging
was
close
to
the
big
draper
's
shop
there
)
,
when
I
heard
a
clashing
concussion
and
was
hit
violently
behind
,
and
turning
saw
a
man
carrying
a
basket
of
soda-water
syphons
,
and
looking
in
amazement
at
his
burden
.
Although
the
blow
had
really
hurt
me
,
I
found
something
so
irresistible
in
his
astonishment
that
I
laughed
aloud
.
'
The
devil
's
in
the
basket
,
'
I
said
,
and
suddenly
twisted
it
out
of
his
hand
.
He
let
go
incontinently
,
and
I
swung
the
whole
weight
into
the
air
.
"
But
a
fool
of
a
cabman
,
standing
outside
a
public
house
,
made
a
sudden
rush
for
this
,
and
his
extending
fingers
took
me
with
excruciating
violence
under
the
ear
.
I
let
the
whole
down
with
a
smash
on
the
cabman
,
and
then
,
with
shouts
and
the
clatter
of
feet
about
me
,
people
coming
out
of
shops
,
vehicles
pulling
up
,
I
realised
what
I
had
done
for
myself
,
and
cursing
my
folly
,
backed
against
a
shop
window
and
prepared
to
dodge
out
of
the
confusion
.
In
a
moment
I
should
be
wedged
into
a
crowd
and
inevitably
discovered
.
I
pushed
by
a
butcher
boy
,
who
luckily
did
not
turn
to
see
the
nothingness
that
shoved
him
aside
,
and
dodged
behind
the
cab-man
's
four-wheeler
.
I
do
not
know
how
they
settled
the
business
.
I
hurried
straight
across
the
road
,
which
was
happily
clear
,
and
hardly
heeding
which
way
I
went
,
in
the
fright
of
detection
the
incident
had
given
me
,
plunged
into
the
afternoon
throng
of
Oxford
Street
.
"
I
tried
to
get
into
the
stream
of
people
,
but
they
were
too
thick
for
me
,
and
in
a
moment
my
heels
were
being
trodden
upon
.
I
took
to
the
gutter
,
the
roughness
of
which
I
found
painful
to
my
feet
,
and
forthwith
the
shaft
of
a
crawling
hansom
dug
me
forcibly
under
the
shoulder
blade
,
reminding
me
that
I
was
already
bruised
severely
.
I
staggered
out
of
the
way
of
the
cab
,
avoided
a
perambulator
by
a
convulsive
movement
,
and
found
myself
behind
the
hansom
.
A
happy
thought
saved
me
,
and
as
this
drove
slowly
along
I
followed
in
its
immediate
wake
,
trembling
and
astonished
at
the
turn
of
my
adventure
.
And
not
only
trembling
,
but
shivering
.
It
was
a
bright
day
in
January
and
I
was
stark
naked
and
the
thin
slime
of
mud
that
covered
the
road
was
freezing
.
Foolish
as
it
seems
to
me
now
,
I
had
not
reckoned
that
,
transparent
or
not
,
I
was
still
amenable
to
the
weather
and
all
its
consequences
.
