pain. "Where you've hid--how you do it--I don't know. I'm beat."

That's all," said the Voice. "I'm invisible. That's what I want

you to understand."

"Anyone could see that. There is no need for you to be so confounded

impatient, mister. Now then. Give us a notion. How are you hid?"

"I'm invisible. That's the great point. And what I want you to

understand is this--"

But whereabouts?" interrupted Mr. Marvel.

Here! Six yards in front of you."

Oh, come! I ain't blind. You'll be telling me next you're just

thin air. I'm not one of your ignorant tramps--"

"Yes, I am--thin air. You're looking through me."

What! Ain't there any stuff to you. Vox et--what is it?--jabber.

Is it that?"

"I am just a human being--solid, needing food and drink, needing

covering too--But I'm invisible. You see? Invisible. Simple idea.

Invisible."

The Invisible Man