tailieunhanh - The Three Eyes

FOR me the strange story dates back to that autumn day when my uncle Dorgeroux appeared, staggering and unhinged, in the doorway of the room which I occupied in his house, Haut-Meudon Lodge. None of us had set eyes on him for a week. A prey to that nervous exasperation into which the final test of any of his inventions invariably threw him, he was living among his furnaces and retorts, keeping every door shut, sleeping on a sofa, eating nothing but fruit and bread. And suddenly he stood before me, livid, wild-eyed, stammering, emaciated, as though he had lately recovered from a long and dangerous illness | feedboo is The Three Eyes Leblanc Maurice Translator Alexander Texeira de Mattos Published 1919 Categorie s Fiction Science Fiction Source http wiki The_Three_Eyes 1 About Leblanc Maurice-Marie-Émile Leblanc 11 November 1864 - 6 November 1941 was a French novelist and writer of short stories known primarily as the creator of the fictional gentleman thief and detective Arsène Lupin often described as a French counterpart to Conan Doyle s creation Sherlock Holmes. Also available on Feedbooks for Leblanc Arsène Lupin 1909 The Confessions of Arsène Lupin 1913 The Teeth of the Tiger 1914 The Blonde Lady 1910 The Crystal Stopper 1913 Eight Strokes of the Clock 1922 The Hollow Needle 1911 Copyright This work is available for countries where copyright is Life 70 and in the USA. Note This book is brought to you by Feedbooks http Strictly for personal use do not use this file for commercial purposes. 2 Chapter 1 BERGEBONNETTE FOR me the strange story dates back to that autumn day when my uncle Dorgeroux appeared staggering and unhinged in the doorway of the room which I occupied in his house Haut-Meudon Lodge. None of us had set eyes on him for a week. A prey to that nervous exasperation into which the final test of any of his inventions invariably threw him he was living among his furnaces and retorts keeping every door shut sleeping on a sofa eating nothing but fruit and bread. And suddenly he stood before me livid wild-eyed stammering emaciated as though he had lately recovered from a long and dangerous illness. He was really altered beyond recognition For the first time I saw him wear unbuttoned the long threadbare stained frock-coat which fitted his figure closely and which he never discarded even when making his experiments or arranging on the shelves of his laboratories the innumerable chemicals which he was in the habit of employing. His white tie which by way of contrast was always clean had become unfastened and his shirt-front