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At the House in Great Portland Street

           Mylimbsbecameglassy,thebonesandarteriesfaded,vanished,andthelittlewhitenerveswentlast. Igrittedmyteethandstayedtheretotheend. Atlastonlythedeadtipsofthefingernailsremained,pallidandwhite,andthebrownstainofsomeaciduponmyfingers. 

           "Istruggledup. AtfirstIwasasincapableasaswathedinfant—steppingwithlimbsIcouldnotsee. Iwasweakandveryhungry. Iwentandstaredatnothinginmyshaving-glass,atnothingsavewhereanattenuatedpigmentstillremainedbehindtheretinaofmyeyes,fainterthanmist. Ihadtohangontothetableandpressmyforeheadagainsttheglass. 

           "ItwasonlybyafranticeffortofwillthatIdraggedmyselfbacktotheapparatusandcompletedtheprocess. 

           "Isleptduringtheforenoon,pullingthesheetovermyeyestoshutoutthelight,andaboutmiddayIwasawakenedagainbyaknocking. Mystrengthhadreturned. Isatupandlistenedandheardawhispering. Isprangtomyfeetandasnoiselesslyaspossiblebegantodetachtheconnectionsofmyapparatus,andtodistributeitabouttheroom,soastodestroythesuggestionsofitsarrangement. Presentlytheknockingwasrenewedandvoicescalled,firstmylandlord's,andthentwoothers. TogaintimeIansweredthem. TheinvisibleragandpillowcametohandandIopenedthewindowandpitchedthemoutontothecisterncover. Asthewindowopened,aheavycrashcameatthedoor.Someonehadchargeditwiththeideaofsmashingthelock. ButthestoutboltsIhadscrewedupsomedaysbeforestoppedhim. Thatstartledme,mademeangry. Ibegantotrembleanddothingshurriedly. 

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