"Invisible Man," he said.

I am an Invisible Man," repeated the Voice.

The story he had been active to ridicule only that morning rushed

through Kemp's brain. He does not appear to have been either very

much frightened or very greatly surprised at the moment.

Realisation came later.

"I thought it was all a lie," he said. The thought uppermost in his

mind was the reiterated arguments of the morning. "Have you a

bandage on?" he asked.

"Yes," said the Invisible Man.

"Oh!" said Kemp, and then roused himself. "I say!" he said. "But

this is nonsense. It's some trick." He stepped forward suddenly,

and his hand, extended towards the bandage, met invisible fingers.

He recoiled at the touch and his colour changed.

Keep steady, Kemp, for God's sake! I want help badly. Stop!"

The hand gripped his arm. He struck at it.

Kemp!" cried the Voice. "Kemp! Keep steady!" and the grip

The Invisible Man