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1"I continued to wind among the paths of the wood, until I came to its boundary, which was skirted by a deep and rapid
2river, into which many of the trees bent their branches, now budding with the fresh spring. Here I paused, not exactly
3knowing what path to pursue, when I heard the sound of voices, that induced me to conceal myself under the shade of a
4cypress. I was scarcely hid when a young girl came running towards the spot where I was concealed, laughing, as if she
5ran from someone in sport. She continued her course along the precipitous sides of the river, when suddenly her foot
6slipped, and she fell into the rapid stream. I rushed from my hiding-place and with extreme labour, from the force of
7the current, saved her and dragged her to shore. She was senseless, and I endeavoured by every means in my power to
8restore animation, when I was suddenly interrupted by the approach of a rustic, who was probably the person from whom
9she had playfully fled. On seeing me, he darted towards me, and tearing the girl from my arms, hastened towards the
10deeper parts of the wood. I followed speedily, I hardly knew why; but when the man saw me draw near, he aimed a gun,
11which he carried, at my body and fired. I sank to the ground, and my injurer, with increased swiftness, escaped into the
12wood. "This was then the reward of my benevolence! I had saved a human being from destruction, and as a recompense I now
13writhed under the miserable pain of a wound which shattered the flesh and bone. The feelings of kindness and gentleness
14which I had entertained but a few moments before gave place to hellish rage and gnashing of teeth. Inflamed by pain, I
15vowed eternal hatred and vengeance to all mankind. But the agony of my wound overcame me; my pulses paused, and I
16fainted. "For some weeks I led a miserable life in the woods, endeavouring to cure the wound which I had received. The
17ball had entered my shoulder, and I knew not whether it had remained there or passed through; at any rate I had no means
18of extracting it. My sufferings were augmented also by the oppressive sense of the injustice and ingratitude of their
19infliction. My daily vows rose for revenge--a deep and deadly revenge, such as would alone compensate for the outrages
20and anguish I had endured. "After some weeks my wound healed, and I continued my journey. The labours I endured were no
21longer to be alleviated by the bright sun or gentle breezes of spring; all joy was but a mockery which insulted my
22desolate state and made me feel more painfully that I was not made for the enjoyment of pleasure. "But my toils now drew
23near a close, and in two months from this time I reached the environs of Geneva. "It was evening when I arrived, and I
24retired to a hiding-place among the fields that surround it to meditate in what manner I should apply to you. I was
25oppressed by fatigue and hunger and far too unhappy to enjoy the gentle breezes of evening or the prospect of the sun
26setting behind the stupendous mountains of Jura. "At this time a slight sleep relieved me from the pain of reflection,
27which was disturbed by the approach of a beautiful child, who came running into the recess I had chosen, with all the
28sportiveness of infancy. Suddenly, as I gazed on him, an idea seized me that this little creature was unprejudiced and
29had lived too short a time to have imbibed a horror of deformity. If, therefore, I could seize him and educate him as my
30companion and friend, I should not be so desolate in this peopled earth. "Urged by this impulse, I seized on the boy as
31he passed and drew him towards me. As soon as he beheld my form, he placed his hands before his eyes and uttered a
32shrill scream; I drew his hand forcibly from his face and said, 'Child, what is the meaning of this? I do not intend to
33hurt you; listen to me.' "He struggled violently. 'Let me go,' he cried; 'monster! Ugly wretch! You wish to eat me and
34tear me to pieces. You are an ogre. Let me go, or I will tell my papa.' "'Boy, you will never see your father again; you
35must come with me.' "'Hideous monster! Let me go. My papa is a syndic--he is M. Frankenstein--he will punish you. You
36dare not keep me.' "'Frankenstein! you belong then to my enemy--to him towards whom I have sworn eternal revenge; you
37shall be my first victim.' "The child still struggled and loaded me with epithets which carried despair to my heart; I
38grasped his throat to silence him, and in a moment he lay dead at my feet. "I gazed on my victim, and my heart swelled
39with exultation and hellish triumph; clapping my hands, I exclaimed, 'I too can create desolation; my enemy is not
40invulnerable; this death will carry despair to him, and a thousand other miseries shall torment and destroy him.' "As I
41fixed my eyes on the child, I saw something glittering on his breast. I took it; it was a portrait of a most lovely
42woman. In spite of my malignity, it softened and attracted me. For a few moments I gazed with delight on her dark eyes,
43fringed by deep lashes, and her lovely lips; but presently my rage returned; I remembered that I was for ever deprived
44of the delights that such beautiful creatures could bestow and that she whose resemblance I contemplated would, in
45regarding me, have changed that air of divine benignity to one expressive of disgust and affright. "Can you wonder that
46such thoughts transported me with rage? I only wonder that at that moment, instead of venting my sensations in
47exclamations and agony, I did not rush among mankind and perish in the attempt to destroy them. "While I was overcome by
48these feelings, I left the spot where I had committed the murder, and seeking a more secluded hiding-place, I entered a
49barn which had appeared to me to be empty. A woman was sleeping on some straw; she was young, not indeed so beautiful as
50her whose portrait I held, but of an agreeable aspect and blooming in the loveliness of youth and health. Here, I
51thought, is one of those whose joy-imparting smiles are bestowed on all but me. And then I bent over her and whispered,
52'Awake, fairest, thy lover is near--he who would give his life but to obtain one look of affection from thine eyes; my
53beloved, awake!' "The sleeper stirred; a thrill of terror ran through me. Should she indeed awake, and see me, and curse
54me, and denounce the murderer? Thus would she assuredly act if her darkened eyes opened and she beheld me. The thought
55was madness; it stirred the fiend within me--not I, but she, shall suffer; the murder I have committed because I am for
56ever robbed of all that she could give me, she shall atone. The crime had its source in her; be hers the punishment!
57Thanks to the lessons of Felix and the sanguinary laws of man, I had learned now to work mischief. I bent over her and
58placed the portrait securely in one of the folds of her dress. She moved again, and I fled. "For some days I haunted the
59spot where these scenes had taken place, sometimes wishing to see you, sometimes resolved to quit the world and its
60miseries for ever. At length I wandered towards these mountains, and have ranged through their immense recesses,
61consumed by a burning passion which you alone can gratify. We may not part until you have promised to comply with my
62requisition. I am alone and miserable; man will not associate with me; but one as deformed and horrible as myself would
63not deny herself to me. My companion must be of the same species and have the same defects. This being you must create."
64Chapter 17 The being finished speaking and fixed his looks upon me in the expectation of a reply. But I was bewildered,
65perplexed, and unable to arrange my ideas sufficiently to understand the full extent of his proposition. He continued,
66"You must create a female for me with whom I can live in the interchange of those sympathies necessary for my being.
67This you alone can do, and I demand it of you as a right which you must not refuse to concede." The latter part of his
68tale had kindled anew in me the anger that had died away while he narrated his peaceful life among the cottagers, and as
69he said this I could no longer suppress the rage that burned within me.
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