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"
This
was
then
the
reward
of
my
benevolence
!
I
had
saved
a
human
being
from
destruction
,
and
as
a
recompense
I
now
writhed
under
the
miserable
pain
of
a
wound
which
shattered
the
flesh
and
bone
.
The
feelings
of
kindness
and
gentleness
which
I
had
entertained
but
a
few
moments
before
gave
place
to
hellish
rage
and
gnashing
of
teeth
.
Inflamed
by
pain
,
I
vowed
eternal
hatred
and
vengeance
to
all
mankind
.
But
the
agony
of
my
wound
overcame
me
;
my
pulses
paused
,
and
I
fainted
.
"
For
some
weeks
I
led
a
miserable
life
in
the
woods
,
endeavouring
to
cure
the
wound
which
I
had
received
.
The
ball
had
entered
my
shoulder
,
and
I
knew
not
whether
it
had
remained
there
or
passed
through
;
at
any
rate
I
had
no
means
of
extracting
it
.
My
sufferings
were
augmented
also
by
the
oppressive
sense
of
the
injustice
and
ingratitude
of
their
infliction
.
My
daily
vows
rose
for
revenge
--
a
deep
and
deadly
revenge
,
such
as
would
alone
compensate
for
the
outrages
and
anguish
I
had
endured
.
"
After
some
weeks
my
wound
healed
,
and
I
continued
my
journey
.
The
labours
I
endured
were
no
longer
to
be
alleviated
by
the
bright
sun
or
gentle
breezes
of
spring
;
all
joy
was
but
a
mockery
which
insulted
my
desolate
state
and
made
me
feel
more
painfully
that
I
was
not
made
for
the
enjoyment
of
pleasure
.
"
But
my
toils
now
drew
near
a
close
,
and
in
two
months
from
this
time
I
reached
the
environs
of
Geneva
.
"
It
was
evening
when
I
arrived
,
and
I
retired
to
a
hiding-place
among
the
fields
that
surround
it
to
meditate
in
what
manner
I
should
apply
to
you
.
I
was
oppressed
by
fatigue
and
hunger
and
far
too
unhappy
to
enjoy
the
gentle
breezes
of
evening
or
the
prospect
of
the
sun
setting
behind
the
stupendous
mountains
of
Jura
.
"
At
this
time
a
slight
sleep
relieved
me
from
the
pain
of
reflection
,
which
was
disturbed
by
the
approach
of
a
beautiful
child
,
who
came
running
into
the
recess
I
had
chosen
,
with
all
the
sportiveness
of
infancy
.
Suddenly
,
as
I
gazed
on
him
,
an
idea
seized
me
that
this
little
creature
was
unprejudiced
and
had
lived
too
short
a
time
to
have
imbibed
a
horror
of
deformity
.
If
,
therefore
,
I
could
seize
him
and
educate
him
as
my
companion
and
friend
,
I
should
not
be
so
desolate
in
this
peopled
earth
.
"
Urged
by
this
impulse
,
I
seized
on
the
boy
as
he
passed
and
drew
him
towards
me
.
As
soon
as
he
beheld
my
form
,
he
placed
his
hands
before
his
eyes
and
uttered
a
shrill
scream
;
I
drew
his
hand
forcibly
from
his
face
and
said
,
'
Child
,
what
is
the
meaning
of
this
?
I
do
not
intend
to
hurt
you
;
listen
to
me
.
'
"
He
struggled
violently
.
'
Let
me
go
,
'
he
cried
;
'
monster
!
Ugly
wretch
!
You
wish
to
eat
me
and
tear
me
to
pieces
.
You
are
an
ogre
.
Let
me
go
,
or
I
will
tell
my
papa
.
'
"
'
Boy
,
you
will
never
see
your
father
again
;
you
must
come
with
me
.
'
"
'
Hideous
monster
!
Let
me
go
.
My
papa
is
a
syndic
--
he
is
M.
Frankenstein
--
he
will
punish
you
.
You
dare
not
keep
me
.
'
