The Invisible Man's Revenge Page #5

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scientists of Europe will knock at my door.

Then you'll be proud to say you once

had supper with the great Dr. Drury.

There you are. Sit down, help yourself.

Thanks.

Well, happy days! Well, happy days!

What was that?

Methuselah, my old parrot.

Beautiful plumage, hasn't he?

Hello! Hello!

Yes, beautiful.

I, uh, I suppose you

think I'm mad, don't you?

No, no.

Quiet, Brutus.

I'm not a crank, you know, nor a quack.

Look at my degrees there on the wall.

Aberdeen, Berlin, Vienna.

Coming, Brutus, coming.

Come on, boy.

Steady. I'll just chain you

up to be sure. Come on, boy.

I might have been a

fashionable physician, yes,

with my brougham and my titled patients,

but there was something bigger.

Do you want it? Speak for it.

That's the boy. Nicely now. Don't snatch.

In the name of... What's the matter?

Can't I feed my dog? Or don't

you think there is a dog?

Why, why, yes, of course.

Only... Only you doubt it, huh?

Very well. Put out your hand, feel it.

Quiet, Brutus.

But there is a dog.

A huge one.

I could feel it. Of course, of course.

And specially trained as my bodyguard.

He'd probably kill anyone

that raised a hand to me.

But the dog's invisible. That's impossible.

In this house, you've got to

believe what you can't see.

Come on, boy.

Come on.

Lie down.

What a breeze! What a breeze!

Sails down. Sails down.

What a breeze! What a breeze!

It's... It's incredible.

Not at all, if you grasp the theory.

Tell me. Have you ever studied

optical density? Molecular physics?

No. No? That's too bad.

See here, in simple terms...

You're an intelligent man.

A body either absorbs light or

it reflects it or it refracts it.

If it does none of these things, if its

refractive index is sufficiently lowered,

it cannot of itself be visible.

Can you grasp that? Well, I...

Well, let's look at it this

way. The air you breathe...

It has body, hasn't it?

And yet, you can't see it.

Or clear water in a glass bottle.

Haven't you ever been

fooled and thought it empty?

Well, why, yes.

Well, then it's not so strange, is it?

The problem was to find a formula,

a geometric expression

involving four dimensions...

for use on tissue.

Bone, blood. I found it.

But how, how did you first...

I began working with small animals...

mice, rabbits, guinea pigs.

Brutus here is the biggest

subject I've worked on...

so far.

And it... it doesn't hurt?

It hasn't hurt him. He's well and happy.

Whereas, before, it was a

tough life, wasn't it, old boy?

A big mongrel. Nobody's cur.

The well-bred dogs of the

gentry picked on him. They would.

He hadn't a chance when they came in couples.

They all hunt in couples, the gentry.

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