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talking to someone in the sea. It was a sledge, like that we
had seen before, which had drifted towards us in the night on a large fragment
of ice. Only one dog remained alive; but there was a human being with it. He
was not, as the other traveller seemed to be, a savage inhabitant. When I
appeared on deck, the master said, 'Here is our captain, and he will not allow
you to perish on the open sea. Come aboard and he will give you beans on toast
and Horlicks.'
    On
perceiving me, the stranger addressed me in English, although with a foreign
accent. 'Before I come on board/ said he, 'will you have the kindness to inform
me whither you are bound.'
    I
replied that we were on a voyage of discovery, in search of heaven, and if he
came aboard I would give him beans on toast and Horlicks.
    Upon
hearing this he came aboard. Good God! Margaret, if you had seen the man who
thus capitulated for his safety... His limbs were frozen, and his body dreadfully
emaciated by cold and fatigue; his penis had snapped off. I never saw a man in
so wretched a condition. We attempted to carry him into the cabin, but as soon
as he had quitted the fresh air he fainted! We accordingly brought him back to
the deck, and restored him to animation by rubbing him with brandy and forcing
him to swallow a small quantity. He forced himself to swallow quite a large
quantity. As soon as he showed signs of life, we wrapped him up in blankets and
placed him near the chimney of the kitchen stove. By slow degrees he recovered
and ate at great speed some of the beans on toast. We had to stand clear of
him.
    Two
days passed in this manner before we could get close enough to speak. Then,
when my guest was a little recovered, I had trouble keeping off the men who
wished to ask him a thousand questions — What's the Pope's inside leg
measuirement? What's your blood group? Have you ever had prostate trouble? Do
you like beans on toast and Horlicks? The lieutenant asked why he had come so
far off the ice.
    'To
seek the one who fled from me.'
    'And
did the man who you pursued travel in the same fashion?'
    'Yes.'
    'Then
I fancy we have seen him, for the day before we picked you up, we saw some dogs
drawing a sledge, with a man in it, across the ice. He was huge, he would have
knocked the shit out of you.'
    This
aroused the stranger. Alone with me he said. Thank you for having rescued me
from a strange and perilous situation.'
    'Oh
it is nothing,' I said, 'we are only charging you for bed and breakfast.'
     
     
    August
19th, 17—.
     
    Dear
Sister,
    The
stranger, whose name is Victor Frankenstein, is still travelling on the ship
with me and his intellect is very satisfying; he speaks two languages — good
and bad. He has told me that he will tell me his story and commence his
narrative tomorrow when I am at leisure. Please keep sending the postal orders.
    Yours,
    Robert

My
father was very attracted to children from the hills
    He
found this blonde beauty, she was called Jill
    He
adopted her and took her to Rome
    Where
she proceeded to eat them out of house and bloody home.

CHAPTER I
     
     
     
    I
am by birth a Genevese. I was brought up by the Christian Brothers and I was
brought down by Mrs Doris Munger of Lewisham. My ancestors had been for many
years counsellors and syndics and my father had filled several public
situations: (1) he was a lavatory attendant (2) he was a dustman and (3) a
street sweeper, posts which he served with honour and reputation. He was
respected by all who knew him. He passed his younger days perpetually occupied
by affairs of his country. He had quite a few himself until he was caught.
    A
variety of circumstances had prevented his marrying early — he was ugly. It was
not until the decline of life that he became a husband and the father of a
family.
    As
the circumstances of his marriage illustrate his character, he married a
nymphomaniac. One of his most intimate friends was a merchant from a
flourishing state, who fell through numerous mischances — one was a coal hole.
He had back trouble. People who borrowed money never gave it back. This man,
whose name was Beaufort, a nd his great grandfather had invented the
solid-lead violin for the deaf. He was of proud and unbending disposition and
could not bear to live in poverty and oblivion in the same country where he had
formerly been a distinguished dustman. Having paid his debts with cheques
stamped RTD — his one heirloom — he took to wearing a diamond-studded jock
strap. He had to