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Mr. Thomas Marvel
"It'safairdo,"saidMr.ThomasMarvel,sittingup,takinghiswoundedtoeinhandandfixinghiseyeonthethirdmissile. "Idon'tunderstandit.Stonesflingingthemselves.Stonestalking.Putyourselfdown.Rotaway.I'mdone."
Thethirdflintfell.
"It'sverysimple,"saidtheVoice."I'maninvisibleman."
"TellussomethingIdon'tknow,"saidMr.Marvel,gaspingwithpain. "Whereyou'vehid—howyoudoit—Idon'tknow.I'mbeat."
"That'sall,"saidtheVoice."I'minvisible.That'swhatIwantyoutounderstand."
"Anyonecouldseethat.Thereisnoneedforyoutobesoconfoundedimpatient,mister. Nowthen.Giveusanotion.Howareyouhid?"
"I'minvisible.That'sthegreatpoint.AndwhatIwantyoutounderstandisthis—"
"Butwhereabouts?"interruptedMr.Marvel.
"Here!Sixyardsinfrontofyou."
"Oh,come!Iain'tblind.You'llbetellingmenextyou'rejustthinair.I'mnotoneofyourignoranttramps—"
"Yes,Iam—thinair.You'relookingthroughme."
"What!Ain'tthereanystufftoyou.Voxet—whatisit?—jabber.Isitthat?"
"Iamjustahumanbeing—solid,needingfoodanddrink,needingcoveringtoo—ButI'minvisible.Yousee? Invisible.Simpleidea.Invisible."