¨Enter, and I will try in what manner I can relieve your wants; but, unfortunately, my children are from home, and, as I am blind, I am afraid I shall find it difficult to procure food for you.¨
Do not trouble yourself, my kind host, I have food; it is warmth and rest only that I need. I am now going to claim the protection of some friends, whom I sincerely love, and of whose favor I have some hopes. I am an unfortunate and deserted creature; I look around, and I have no relation or friend upon earth. These amiable people to whom I go have never seen me, and know little of me. I am full of fears; for if I fail there, I am an outcast in the world for ever.
“Child, I do not intend to hurt you.” Frankenstein!!!
“Hideous monster! let me go; My papa is M. Frankenstein— he would punish you.”
I am alone, and miserable; man will not associate with me; but one as deformed and horrible as myself would not deny herself to me. My companion must be of the same species, and have the same defects. This being you must create.”
The rain depressed me; my old feelings recurred, and I was miserable. I knew how disappointed my father would be at this sudden change
My dear cousin, you see what happiness you diffuse when you are happy; do not relapse again!”
I expected this reception. All men hate the wretched. You, my creator, detest and spurn me, thy creature, to whom thou art bound. You purpose to kill me. How dare you sport thus with life?”
Abhorred monster! Fiend that thou art! The tortures of hell are too mild a vengeance for thy crimes. Wretched devil! Come on then, that I may extinguish the spark which I so negligently bestowed.
What I ask of you is reasonable and moderate; I demand a creature of another sex, but as hideous as myself:Oh! my creator, make me happy; do not deny me my request
I was moved. I shuddered when I thought of the possible consequences of my consent; but I felt that there was some justice in his argument. His tale, and the feelings he now expressed, proved him to be a creature of fine sensations; and did I not, as his maker, owe him all the portion of happiness that it was in my power to bestow?