CHAPTER XXVIII. THE HUNTER HUNTED Mr. Heelas, Mr. Kemp’s nearest neighbour among the villa holders, was asleep in his ...
CHAPTER XXVII. THE SIEGE OF KEMP’S HOUSE Kemp read a strange missive, written in pencil on a greasy sheet ...
CHAPTER XXVI. THE WICKSTEED MURDER The Invisible Man seems to have rushed out of Kemp’s house in a state ...
CHAPTER XXV. THE HUNTING OF THE INVISIBLE MAN For a space Kemp was too inarticulate to make Adye understand ...
CHAPTER XXIV. THE PLAN THAT FAILED “But now,” said Kemp, with a side glance out of the window, “what ...
CHAPTER XXIII. IN DRURY LANE “But you begin now to realise,” said the Invisible Man, “the full disadvantage of ...
CHAPTER XXII. IN THE EMPORIUM “So last January, with the beginning of a snowstorm in the air about me—and ...
CHAPTER XXI. IN OXFORD STREET “In going downstairs the first time I found an unexpected difficulty because I could ...
CHAPTER XX. AT THE HOUSE IN GREAT PORTLAND STREET For a moment Kemp sat in silence, staring at the ...
CHAPTER XIX. CERTAIN FIRST PRINCIPLES “What’s the matter?” asked Kemp, when the Invisible Man admitted him. “Nothing,” was the ...