The Beetle

by Richard Marsh

I was not only incapable of resistance, I was incapable of distinctly formulating the desire to offer resistance.

How long is this race to continue between attack and defence?' 'Until the sun grows cold.' 'And then?' 'There'll be no defence,—nothing to defend.'

'Those who hate are kin.'

terrors. The light had not been out five seconds before I would have given all that I was worth to be able to switch it on again.

When this business is finished, I should like to put on the gloves with you, and fight it out.

Give it me, you hound!—unless you wish me to do you violence in the cab.'

Please the piper, I'll live to fight you after all,—with the bare ones, sir, as a gentleman should do.'

what does she think we're doing here, I wonder; playing a tune on her front door by way of a little amusement?—Madam!'

'I hope you two have been mewed in with that old pussy long enough. While you've been tittle-tattling I've been doing,—listen