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" I beheld the wretch — the miserable monster whom I had created. He held up the curtain of the bed ; and his eyes, if eyes they may be called, were fixed on me. His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds, while a grin wrinkled his cheeks. "
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Gothic Fiction/Gothic Form

George E. Haggerty - 2010 - 216 pages
...He held up the curtain of the bed; and his eyes, if eyes they may be called, were fixed on me. His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds,...courtyard belonging to the house which I inhabited; where I remained during the rest of the night, walking up and down in the greatest agitation, listening attentively,...
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Dialogue and Literature: Apostrophe, Auditors, and the Collapse of Romantic ...

Michael Macovski - 1994 - 244 pages
...a pattern that begins with his first attempts at linguistic communication: as Victor tells it, "His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds,...cheeks. He might have spoken, but I did not hear, ... I escaped, and rushed downstairs" (53, emphasis added). Here, Victor's failure to "hear" the monster,...
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The Columbia History of the British Novel

John Richetti, John Bender, Deirdre David, Michael Seidel - 1994 - 1094 pages
...created. He held up the curtain of the bed; and his eyes, if eyes they maybe called, were fixed on me. His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds, while a grin wrinkled his cheeks. This passage centers itself, as all of Gothic fiction does, on the confrontation with the horror that...
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Psychoanalyse und die Geschichtlichkeit von Texten

Johannes Cremerius - 1995 - 322 pages
...Kreatur: »He held up the curtain of the bed; and his eyes, if they may be called, were fixed on me. His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds,...spoken, but I did not hear; one hand was stretched out, [Victors paranoide Interpretation:] seemingly to detain me, but I escaped and rushed down the stairs.«...
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Rebellion, Death, and Aesthetics in Italy: The Demons of Scapigliatura

David Del Principe - 1996 - 196 pages
...reaction evokes the grin which Victor Franken' stein dreamed his creature would display to him. "His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds, while a grin wrinkled his cheeks." 96 Fosca appears to have charmed Giorgio by feeding him the forbidden fruit of anarchy but Fosca, more...
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Technology and Values

Kristin Sharon Shrader-Frechette, Laura Westra - 1997 - 494 pages
...crisis of nerve, is still not ready to accept the life that he brought into existence and simply panics. "He might have spoken, but I did not hear; one hand...out, seemingly to detain me, but I escaped and rushed downstairs. I took refuge in the courtyard belonging to the house which I inhabited, where I remained...
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Reclaiming the Canon: Essays on Philosophy, Poetry, and History

Herman L. Sinaiko - 1998 - 358 pages
...created. He held the curtain of the bed; and his eyes, if eyes they may be called, were fixed on me. His jaws opened and he muttered some inarticulate sounds,...seemingly to detain me, but I escaped, and rushed down the stairs. I took refuge in the courtyard belonging to the house which I inhabited; where I remained...
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Romanticism, History, and the Possibilities of Genre: Re-forming Literature ...

Tilottama Rajan, Julia M. Wright - 1998 - 316 pages
...through the window-shutters, I beheld the wretch - the miserable monster whom I had created . . . His jaws opened and he muttered some inarticulate sounds,...stretched out, seemingly to detain me, but I escaped . . . Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, Frankenstein (1818), 52-53' [Manfred, Prince of Otranto,] seized...
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Classical Mythology in English Literature: A Critical Anthology

Geoffrey Miles - 1999 - 474 pages
...He held up the curtain of the bed; and his eyes, if eyes they may be called, were fixed on me. His jaws opened, and he muttered some inarticulate sounds,...courtyard belonging to the house which I inhabited; where I remained during the rest of the night, walking up and down in the greatest agitation, listening attentively,...
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Classical Mythology in English Literature: A Critical Anthology

Geoffrey Miles - 1999 - 476 pages
...he munered some inarticulate sounds, while a grin wrinkled his checks. He might have spoken, but l did not hear: one hand was stretched out, seemingly...courtyard belonging to the house which I inhabited: where I remained during the rest of the night, walking up and down in the greatest agitation, listening auentively,...
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