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"
Of
course
I
was
in
a
fix
--
an
infernal
fix
.
And
he
made
me
wild
too
--
hunting
me
about
the
house
,
fooling
about
with
his
revolver
,
locking
and
unlocking
doors
.
He
was
simply
exasperating
.
You
do
n't
blame
me
,
do
you
?
You
do
n't
blame
me
?
"
"
I
never
blame
anyone
,
"
said
Kemp
.
"
It
's
quite
out
of
fashion
.
What
did
you
do
next
?
"
"
I
was
hungry
.
Downstairs
I
found
a
loaf
and
some
rank
cheese
--
more
than
sufficient
to
satisfy
my
hunger
.
I
took
some
brandy
and
water
,
and
then
went
up
past
my
impromptu
bag
--
he
was
lying
quite
still
--
to
the
room
containing
the
old
clothes
.
This
looked
out
upon
the
street
,
two
lace
curtains
brown
with
dirt
guarding
the
window
.
I
went
and
peered
out
through
their
interstices
.
Outside
the
day
was
bright
--
by
contrast
with
the
brown
shadows
of
the
dismal
house
in
which
I
found
myself
,
dazzlingly
bright
.
A
brisk
traffic
was
going
by
,
fruit
carts
,
a
hansom
,
a
four-wheeler
with
a
pile
of
boxes
,
a
fishmonger
's
cart
.
I
turned
with
spots
of
colour
swimming
before
my
eyes
to
the
shadowy
fixtures
behind
me
.
My
excitement
was
giving
place
to
a
clear
apprehension
of
my
position
again
.
The
room
was
full
of
a
faint
scent
of
benzoline
,
used
,
I
suppose
,
in
cleaning
the
garments
.
"
I
began
a
systematic
search
of
the
place
.
I
should
judge
the
hunchback
had
been
alone
in
the
house
for
some
time
.
He
was
a
curious
person
.
Everything
that
could
possibly
be
of
service
to
me
I
collected
in
the
clothes
storeroom
,
and
then
I
made
a
deliberate
selection
.
I
found
a
handbag
I
thought
a
suitable
possession
,
and
some
powder
,
rouge
,
and
sticking-plaster
.
"
I
had
thought
of
painting
and
powdering
my
face
and
all
that
there
was
to
show
of
me
,
in
order
to
render
myself
visible
,
but
the
disadvantage
of
this
lay
in
the
fact
that
I
should
require
turpentine
and
other
appliances
and
a
considerable
amount
of
time
before
I
could
vanish
again
.
Finally
I
chose
a
mask
of
the
better
type
,
slightly
grotesque
but
not
more
so
than
many
human
beings
,
dark
glasses
,
greyish
whiskers
,
and
a
wig
.
I
could
find
no
underclothing
,
but
that
I
could
buy
subsequently
,
and
for
the
time
I
swathed
myself
in
calico
dominoes
and
some
white
cashmere
scarfs
.
I
could
find
no
socks
,
but
the
hunchback
's
boots
were
rather
a
loose
fit
and
sufficed
.
In
a
desk
in
the
shop
were
three
sovereigns
and
about
thirty
shillings
'
worth
of
silver
,
and
in
a
locked
cupboard
I
burst
in
the
inner
room
were
eight
pounds
in
gold
.
I
could
go
forth
into
the
world
again
,
equipped
.
"
Then
came
a
curious
hesitation
.
Was
my
appearance
really
credible
?
I
tried
myself
with
a
little
bedroom
looking-glass
,
inspecting
myself
from
every
point
of
view
to
discover
any
forgotten
chink
,
but
it
all
seemed
sound
.
I
was
grotesque
to
the
theatrical
pitch
,
a
stage
miser
,
but
I
was
certainly
not
a
physical
impossibility
.
Gathering
confidence
,
I
took
my
looking-glass
down
into
the
shop
,
pulled
down
the
shop
blinds
,
and
surveyed
myself
from
every
point
of
view
with
the
help
of
the
cheval
glass
in
the
corner
.
"
I
spent
some
minutes
screwing
up
my
courage
and
then
unlocked
the
shop
door
and
marched
out
into
the
street
,
leaving
the
little
man
to
get
out
of
his
sheet
again
when
he
liked
.
In
five
minutes
a
dozen
turnings
intervened
between
me
and
the
costumier
's
shop
.
No
one
appeared
to
notice
me
very
pointedly
.
My
last
difficulty
seemed
overcome
.
"
He
stopped
again
.
"
And
you
troubled
no
more
about
the
hunchback
?
"
said
Kemp
.
"
No
,
"
said
the
Invisible
Man
.
"
Nor
have
I
heard
what
became
of
him
.
I
suppose
he
untied
himself
or
kicked
himself
out
.
The
knots
were
pretty
tight
.
"
