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Chapter 21
OfwhatmaterialswasImadethatIcouldthusresistsomanyshocks,which,liketheturningofthewheel,continuallyrenewedthetorture?
ButIwasdoomedtoliveandintwomonthsfoundmyselfasawakingfromadream,inaprison,stretchedonawretchedbed,surroundedbyjailers,turnkeys,bolts,andallthemiserableapparatusofadungeon.Itwasmorning,Iremember,whenIthusawoketounderstanding;Ihadforgottentheparticularsofwhathadhappenedandonlyfeltasifsomegreatmisfortunehadsuddenlyoverwhelmedme;butwhenIlookedaroundandsawthebarredwindowsandthesqualidnessoftheroominwhichIwas,allflashedacrossmymemoryandIgroanedbitterly.
Thissounddisturbedanoldwomanwhowassleepinginachairbesideme.Shewasahirednurse,thewifeofoneoftheturnkeys,andhercountenanceexpressedallthosebadqualitieswhichoftencharacterizethatclass.Thelinesofherfacewerehardandrude,likethatofpersonsaccustomedtoseewithoutsympathizinginsightsofmisery.Hertoneexpressedherentireindifference;sheaddressedmeinEnglish,andthevoicestruckmeasonethatIhadheardduringmysufferings."Areyoubetternow,sir?"saidshe.
Irepliedinthesamelanguage,withafeeblevoice,"IbelieveIam;butifitbealltrue,ifindeedIdidnotdream,IamsorrythatIamstillalivetofeelthismiseryandhorror."
"Forthatmatter,"repliedtheoldwoman,"ifyoumeanaboutthegentlemanyoumurdered,Ibelievethatitwerebetterforyouifyouweredead,forIfancyitwillgohardwithyou!However,that’snoneofmybusiness;Iamsenttonurseyouandgetyouwell;Idomydutywithasafeconscience;itwerewellifeverybodydidthesame."