Chapter 927:

I continued to walk in this way for a while, reducing my burden through physical exercise. When I walked across the street, I didn’t know my identity or the job I was doing. My heart was flustered with fear, I hurriedly walked at an irregular pace, not daring to look at me:
Like a lonely road, much
People walking in fear and fear
, The walk that once turned around, keep going,
Don't turn your head.
Because he knows there are many terrible demons
Si stepped tightly behind him.
[The "Ancient Sailor". ]
Therefore, I continued to walk to the place opposite to the hotel where I usually made every effort and the carriage stopped. I paused here, not knowing why. But I stayed for a few minutes, staring at the coach driving towards me from the other end of the street. Over time, I noticed that this is Swiss diligence. It stopped where I was standing, and when the door was opened, I felt Henry Clairva, who suddenly jumped out when he saw me. He said loudly, "Dear Frankenstein, I am so glad to meet you! It's so lucky that you should be here the moment I got off the bus!"
It made me very happy to see; his appearance reminded me of my father Elizabeth and all the dear houses I thought of. I held his hand and for a moment forgot my fear and misfortune. I suddenly felt that this was a calm and peaceful joy in the past few months. Therefore, I welcomed my friends in the most cordial way and we went to my university. Continue to discuss our mutual friend for a while and his good luck in being allowed to come to Ingolstadt. He said: "You may easily believe that it is difficult to convince my father that all the necessary knowledge is not in the sublime art of bookkeeping; and, indeed, I believe I have forgotten him to the end because he was exhausted by my job search. Zhidao's constant answer is the same as the answer of the Dutch school principal in "The Pastor of Wakefield": "I have ten thousand florins every year. Without a Greek, I eat without intention. "But his love for me finally overcame his aversion to learning, and he let me go on a journey of exploration to the land of knowledge."
"It makes me very happy to meet you; but please tell me how you left my father, brother and Elizabeth."
"Very well, and very happy. They rarely hear you so upset. By the way, I mean to tell you about their own situation. But dear Frankenstein," he continued, stopping For a moment, staring at my face, "I never said that you are sick. So pale and pale; you seem to have been watching for a few nights."
"You guessed it; as you can see, I have been engaged in a profession recently, so much so that I haven't given myself enough rest time. But I sincerely hope that all these jobs are now over and I am free.
I am shaking. I couldn't help thinking about it, and I didn't even mention what happened the night before. I walked fast and we reached my university soon. Then I reflected that this thought made me tremble. The creature I left in my apartment might still be there, still alive and walking around. I was afraid to see this monster, but I was even more worried about Henry meeting him. So let him stay at the bottom of the stairs for a few minutes, and I rushed to my room. Before I remembered myself, my hand was locked on the door. Then I stopped, shivering with the cold. I opened the door forcibly because children are used to expecting ghosts to stand on the other side and wait for them. They are used to doing so. But nothing appeared. I walked in in fear: the apartment was empty, and my bedroom got rid of the ugly guest. I couldn't believe that so much good luck would come to me, but when I was sure that my enemy had indeed escaped, I clapped my hands for joy and ran.
We boarded my room and the servant brought breakfast immediately. But I cannot control myself. It’s not just joy that owns me; it owns me. I feel my flesh is very sensitive and tingling, and my pulse is beating rapidly. I cannot stay in the same place for a moment. I jumped over the chair, clapped my hands, and laughed out loud. At first attributed my unusual spirit to his arrival, but when he watched me more intently, he saw the wilderness that I could not explain, and my loud, unrestrained, unrelenting laughter shocked and surprised him .
"My dear Victor," he shouted, "what's going on? Don't laugh like that. You are very sick! What caused this?"
"Don't ask me." I yelled and put my hand in front of my eyes because I thought I saw the terrible ghost sliding into the room. "He can tell. Oh, help me! Help me!" I thought the monster caught me. I struggled desperately and fell.
Bad priest! What must he feel? He had a meeting with such a happy mood, but strangely it became painful. But I am not his sad witness, because I have no life and have not recovered my senses for a long time.
This was the beginning of nerve fever, which trapped me for several months. Henry was my only nurse during this time. Later, I learned about my father's old age and physical discomfort, and how painful my illness made Elizabeth, and he learned about Elizabeth's life experience. He relieved their grief by covering up my disorder. He knew that I couldn't have a more friendly and attentive nurse than him. Moreover, he firmly hopes that he can recover. He has no doubt that he did not hurt himself, but took the most friendly action against them.
But I was actually very ill. There is no doubt that only the boundless attention of my friends can bring me back to life. The existence of the monster I gave is always in front of my eyes, and I am constantly mad at him. My words undoubtedly surprised Henry. At first he thought they were the wanderings of my uneasy imagination, but the persistence of the same subject repeatedly convinced him that my illness was indeed due to some rare and terrible events.
To a very slow degree, the frequent relapses shocked and saddened my friend, and I recovered. I remember one time when I was able to observe outward objects happily, I felt that the fallen leaves had disappeared, and young buds flew out of the trees covering my windows. It was a sacred spring, and this season greatly promoted my recovery. My heart also restored the feelings of joy and affection. My melancholy disappeared, and within a short period of time, I became more cheerful when I was hit by a fatal passionate attack like before.
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