Belleville's voice answered from behind me. "Lift the carrion5 up! That is well. Now let it slip into the bath! Gently, Ptahmes, gently—or the stuff will splash. Here—I will help you."
"Where?" I demanded. I was trying to locate him.
"Wait," he replied—then "Here!" His voice sounded from across the sarcophagus.
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A second later his hand brushed one of mine and passed. "I'll take the shoulders," he said. "You take the feet! Be careful, man—gently, gently!"
It was maddening to be so near and yet so far. But there was nothing for it except to follow his directions. I, therefore, grasped the corpse firmly by the ankles, when the greater weight of it had been transferred, and then I watched the great blood clot6 upon its chest—the only visible sign of its existence—sink down, down to the liquid contents of the coffin. Soon it rested there like a crimson7 lily on the surface of a pond. I let my fingers loose their hold and the unseen limbs of the corpse subsided8 on the liquid with an oily swish. The whole corpse seemed to be floating. Belleville realised this as soon as I. "Wait here!" he said to me—then added in English, speaking to himself, "Where the deuce did I put that glass rod? Ah! I remember." Then I heard the thud of his retreating steps, and a little later I saw waveringly approaching me from across the room, apparently9 of its own volition10, a long, glass, solid bar, about four feet long and an inch thick. I was overjoyed at the sight, for my hands were free, Belleville could not see me, and the glass rod informed me exactly of his whereabouts. Quick as thought, I slipped around the sarcophagus and making a little detour11, got behind the murderer. He went straight to the coffin and plunged12 the rod within it. Doubtless he was using it to submerge the corpse. I heard a[Pg 295] hissing13, bubbling sound, and Belleville saying, "Watch me closely, Ptahmes—for this is what you must do."
I crept upon him until I could hear his breathing quite distinctly, although he was not greatly exerting himself. Then came the time to act. "My God!" he suddenly exclaimed—"not Pinsent—Ptahmes—what's this?"
The glass rod was still. It stood bolt upright in the sarcophagus, and so rigidly14 motionless that I guessed Belleville's weight was leaning on it. I gave a swift glance into the coffin and almost shrieked15 with surprise. The liquid had made the dead Arab visible again, and his death-mask grinned up at us with a fixed16 and blood-curdling stare. On instant I opened my arms wide and threw them round my unseen enemy. He uttered a howl of rage and terror and turned within my grasp to fight me, biting and clawing like a savage17 beast. But very soon I mastered him. Disregarding his animal-like efforts, I seized him by the throat and beat his skull18 upon the edge of the sarcophagus until he had quite ceased to struggle. Then, anxious, of all things, to make sure of him by seeing him, I heaved him up and allowed him to slide headforemost down into the bath beside the Arab he had murdered in mistake for me. I reasoned that since the liquid there had made the Arab visible, it should produce a like effect on Belleville. But I was utterly19 unprepared for the result. The stuff must[Pg 296] have been an acid of tremendous power. It awakened20 the senseless wretch21 to almost instant tortured consciousness. A series of dreadful shrieks22 filled the room with strange detonating echoes. Belleville was no sooner in the coffin than out of it and visible in part. His face and hands were plainly to be seen. They came out white and dripping wet, but a few seconds' contact with the air turned them red as blood. I seized the glass rod to defend myself, expecting an attack. But there was no need to use it. The shrieking23 wretch staggered down the room to the first dispensing24 cabinet. He tore the door open and clutched at a big phial, the contents of which he poured upon his hands and splashed upon his face, wailing25 all the while like a lost soul in the depths of Hell. Happily he did not keep this up for long. The drug that he applied26 to his hurts, whatever it was, must have salved them, for in a moment or two his heart-rending outcries subsided to a deep, low sobbing27. Even that, however, was more than I could stand. I wanted Belleville dead, but I could not endure the sight and sound of his agony—agony that I, unwittingly, had caused.
"Belleville," I called out, "can I help you?"
He gasped28 and caught his breath, turning his face towards me. To my surprise it was no longer scarlet29. It had caught the hue30 of leather, and the eyes were mantling31 purple at the whites.
"I did not know the stuff was acid," I [Pg 297]continued. "If there is anything I can do to soothe32 your suffering, I shall and gladly."
"You dog!" said he. "You've ruined me and now you are gloating over your handiwork."
With that, he put his hand in his bosom33 and began to steal in my direction. I remembered his concealed34 dagger and called out, "Be warned, Belleville—I can see you. Your dagger will not help you."
"Hugh Pinsent's voice—oh, Heaven!" cried Miss Ottley—behind me. She had awakened from her swoon.
I swung on heel and watched her rise. "Hugh!" she sighed. "Hugh—where are you, dear?" Then she saw Belleville, and the hideous36 apparition37 he presented, a black pain-tortured face hovering38 in mid-air, with two dark, ghostly hands outstretched before it, froze her blood. Mercifully, she swooned again and fell back senseless on the lounge. Belleville recommenced his moaning, and began walking up and down wringing39 his hands. I stood silent, lost in thought and wondering what I ought to do. Belleville told me. He stopped on a sudden and called my name twice, "Pinsent, Pinsent."
A black pain-tortured face hovering in mid-air
"Here!" said I.
"I am at your mercy now," he muttered, in a broken voice. "I'm blind."
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"What!" I cried.
"Ay," said he, "and my facial extremities40 are dying fast—pah! my nose is already dead; look." He put up one hand to his face and before my eyes broke off his nose and tossed it on the floor. It snapped like a piece of tinder, leaving a black, ugly stump41.
Next he plucked the dagger from his breast—or rather, from where his bosom seemed to be—and cast it on the floor. I was speechless with horror and surprise.
"Now that you have naught42 to fear from me," he groaned, "if you have a heart in your breast you will help to end my pain."
"Anything, anything—only tell me how!" I cried, advancing towards him as I spoke43. But hearing me approaching, he shouted out for me to stop. "Don't come near me!" he wailed44. "Don't touch me—or I shall try to murder you—I'll not be able to prevent myself—and I want to undo45 some of the ill I've done before I die."
I halted. "But what then shall I do?" I asked.
"Light the asbestos fire. You'll find matches in the table drawer. I am perishing of cold, that is the only thing that will soothe the anguish46 I am going through. Oh! be quick, be quick!"
I flew to obey him, and in a moment I had set the stove ablaze47. Belleville found his way to it as if by instinct, and stooping down, he pressed his awful-looking face against the bars, groaning48 in[Pg 299] a way that made my very flesh creep. "Yes—yes, I'm blind," he kept muttering, between his moans. "And very soon I shall be dead. I must atone49. I must atone."
"Belleville," I said at last—I forced myself to say it, for his face had grown ink-black, "are you not wasting precious time? Is there not something I can get to counteract50 the acid? It appears to——"
"Hush51!" he interrupted. "There is nothing. It is eating into my brain. Besides, I am blind and do not wish to live. But let me think. This pain—I cannot use my wits—it dazes me! Ah! now! I must. I must. How can I die with all—Pinsent! Pinsent!"
His voice was a piercing scream.
"Yes—yes," I answered. I was shaking like a reed.
"Is there not a big jar of yellow spirit near the coffin somewhere?"
"Yes."
"Then, for God's sake, lead me to it."
I caught him by the hand and guided him forthwith to the jar.
"Take out the stopper," he entreated52. I did so and thereupon he plunged his hands into the vessel53 and began to lave his neck and face, sobbing raucously54 the while. The odour of the stuff, however, was so nauseous to me that I stepped back in order to escape it.
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Belleville seemed to know at once. "Pinsent!" he cried, "where are you?"
"Here," said I.
"Go and wake her, my wife!" he muttered suddenly. "I have something to tell you both before I go. I am dying fast."
I hastened to do his bidding, but before I reached Miss Ottley's side I was arrested by a loud thudding crash. Turning swiftly, I saw that Belleville had overturned the jar. Its contents had already flooded the floor. He hovered55 over with a lighted vesta in one of his black hands.
"What are you doing?" I demanded.
He stooped floorwards with the match and instantly a mighty56 flame shot up that licked the very roof. "Revenge!" he shrieked. "Revenge! I've fooled you, Pinsent, fooled you. Now we all shall die together. Look!" With that, he steeped both hands in the burning fluid and, flitting like a salamander through the flames, he made for the sarcophagus. I could not have stayed him had I wished, for there was a sea of fire between us. But in good truth I was too dazed for the while, at least, to move a muscle. Reaching the great lead tomb, the dreadful flaming object that had once been Belleville thrust his lambent hands into the coffin. There followed an explosion of appalling57 fury. A mass of brilliant, white, combustible58 shot up with a mighty roar from the sarcophagus to the ceiling. It pierced the padded lining59 like a thunderbolt and[Pg 301] flashed into the room above. But on its impact with the ceiling it also splashed a rain of fire about the great laboratory. In two seconds the whole place ran with flames. By a miracle I was not touched. But it was not so with Miss Ottley. Her skirt was ablaze. I rushed forward and tore the thing off in strips before it burnt her—then seizing her in my arms, I made like a madman to the door. A hideous burning object lay before it shrieking sulphurous curses. It was Belleville. But he had come to the end of his strength and he could not stay me. The catch yielded to my hand and I dashed into the passage half blinded with fire and smoke, but safe. I did not rest until I had reached the staircase. Miss Ottley was then awake. She struggled in my arms, so I set her down and faced her. But she did not see me. Her dress was smouldering in places. She seemed utterly bewildered. A woman ran up to her and began to put out the burning patches with her hands. The house was in an uproar60. Servants—they were all either Arabs or Nubians—ran hither and thither61 shouting and screaming in a panic. The woman, evidently a nurse, who attended to Miss Ottley, was the only white person to be seen. She was evidently terrified, but she did not lose her head. She kept asking Miss Ottley in French to explain what had happened. Nobody seemed aware that the house was on fire. They had all been merely alarmed by the noises they had heard. Miss Ottley in the middle[Pg 302] of it all began to weep. She was thoroughly62 upset and ill, and I perceived at once that she was on the verge63 of a mental and physical collapse64. In the circumstances, I judged it best to remain a silent onlooker65 of events and not to take any action unless there arose a real necessity. It was plain that I was still invisible. And as for the house being on fire, I deemed it utterly desirable that it should burn down to the last shaving and thus fittingly entomb in its destruction the ghastly tragedy of the laboratory. The issue tallied66 largely with my wishes. The fire was seen first from the street. There followed a veritable pandemonium67. The coloured servants fled like cowards for their lives, and in an incredibly short space of time the house was in the hands of firemen and police. Miss Ottley was taken by the nurse out into the street and there questioned by a sergeant68. But she was quite unable to answer his insistent69 queries70 satisfactorily. All she could say was that she had been a long time ill. She had fainted in her room that afternoon, and Dr. Belleville or someone had carried her to the laboratory. When she woke up she had heard a frightful71 noise. She supposed it was one of the Doctor's experiments. She thought she had fainted again, but she remembered nothing more until she found herself with her dress on fire at the foot of the staircase. She could not explain how she got there. The sergeant was civil enough to her, but the fool, in his fussy72 officiousness, overlooked[Pg 303] her weak condition, and the girl broke down and utterly collapsed73 before he realised his quite unnecessary cruelty. The worst of it was that the French nurse had disappeared during the colloquy74. There was, therefore, no woman at hand to attend to my poor sweetheart. Fortunately, however, a physician appeared opportunely75 on the scene, and at his direction she was immediately conveyed to a hospital. After she had gone, I did not tarry very long. Choosing a place where the cordoned76 crowd was thinnest, I slipped back through the park railings, over which I climbed and dropped into the park, feeling the weight of my invisibility acutely. From this vantage point I watched the conflagration77 for a while. The house was manifestly doomed78. Indeed, the efforts of the firemen were entirely79 directed to save adjoining buildings. A hundred jets of water played upon the walls of these in thin continuous streams. Men about me were talking the matter over as if it personally appealed to them. They mostly viewed it with a sort of half-secret satisfaction. The misfortunes of millionaires do not excite much sympathy in the hearts of the mob.
One man glibly80 quoted, "Lay not up unto yourselves treasures in this world!" on the occasion of a grimy fireman bringing out a magnificent but half-destroyed silver-framed canvas of Velasquez. But the crowd cheered the fireman for his pluck all the same. At length I realised that I was very[Pg 304] tired, and hungry, too, so I slunk off and made my way to Dixon Hubbard's rooms. They were locked, of course, and I had not the key. I had left it with the porter of the building. But I could not go to him and ask him to give it up to an apparently fleshless voice. Wondering what to do, I crept into the passage, sat down in a corner underneath81 the stairs and waited for an inspiration. Waiting there, I fell asleep.
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