the dim outline of his drawn and battered features.

When at last the crowd made way for Kemp to stand erect, there lay,

naked and pitiful on the ground, the bruised and broken body of a

young man about thirty. His hair and brow were white--not grey

with age, but white with the whiteness of albinism--and his eyes

were like garnets. His hands were clenched, his eyes wide open, and

his expression was one of anger and dismay.

Cover his face!" said a man. "For Gawd's sake, cover that face!"

and three little children, pushing forward through the crowd, were

suddenly twisted round and sent packing off again.

Someone brought a sheet from the "Jolly Cricketers," and having

covered him, they carried him into that house. And there it was, on

a shabby bed in a tawdry, ill-lighted bedroom, surrounded by a crowd

of ignorant and excited people, broken and wounded, betrayed and

unpitied, that Griffin, the first of all men to make himself

invisible, Griffin, the most gifted physicist the world has ever

seen, ended in infinite disaster his strange and terrible career.

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