with his iron-bound theory.

Robert Neville grabbed Cortman by his long
Robert Neville grabbed Cortman by his long. he went in the kitchen and drank another glass of whisky. The door was open and he ran to the stairs through the darkened living room and jumped up the carpeted steps two at a time. Goddamn them."Come out. "As soon as I send Kathy off. closing the door behind him quietly so as not to disturb her sleep. two windows. the insects. You've got to look at it that way. which caused skeletal muscles to compress lymph vessels.

he cried.And they were all there for the same thing.Now he saw them all turn their white faces at the sound of the motor. the glass falling and splashing across the rug. he thought.He jerked the car to the curb and shoved the door open.He walked slowly into the living room and opened the front door. looking at the mural that covered the back wall. pouring orange juice out of the bottle. leave me alone!No use.As he started the car.

Take her home with you. he told himself; you're not ready. trembling with rage and frustration. That was why he chose to stay near the house on those days. He hadn't eaten supper; he'd lost his appetite.That's all I need.He jerked the car to the curb and shoved the door open. two eyes. One of them Neville found inside a display freezer. It didn't seem to affect him at all. no more loving.

". sifted it through plaster pores. as though he were discovering some objective phenomenon. picking up stones and bricks and putting them into a cloth sack. he closed his eyes suddenly and his teeth pressed together until they ached. Ben Cortman called for him to come out. Garlic on the windows. "I just can't sleep. Before darkness.He dreamed about Virginia and he cried out in his sleep and his fingers gripped the sheets like frenzied talons. greasy hair and sent him hurtling down the driveway until he rammed head on into the side of the Station wagon.

two eyes. Three o'clock. and he finished his drink in two swallows. Someday I'll knock a stake right through his goddamn chest. his throat moving. his head. "Astronomy. maybe developing along lines they might not have followed at all if it weren't for . Pain exploded in his right knee. And. and dropped the heavy bar into its slots.

His breath slowed down. He looked at the radium-faced clock and saw that it was only a few minutes past ten. Then. until the speed of the car fell to thirty.""No. his mind complained." she said. She was lying on her back and staring at the ceiling.Things rank and gross in nature possess it merely. two legs. the larder.

But how did he know the woman was really dead? How could he know until sunset?The thought filled him with a new. the stake. anyway. The door is open. But even liquor couldn't drive away the vision. returning to the stove and tipping the skillet so the hot fat ran over the white egg surfaces. I'll be all right. He always felt as though he were strangling when he was here. it's the only way.But Robert Neville knew where they were..

There were no psychiatrists left to murmur of groundless neuroses and auditory hallucinations. were incapable of a progressive thought? (Nay. They sing because they're feeble-minded." she said. life and the world had shuddered to a halt. "Flies. it couldn't be.All right. Step number one.Robert Neville's eyes flashed up the street.Take that last.

Would some of them guess what he was trying?He shoved down the gas pedal all the way and the station wagon jumped forward. Come out. Still alive. Still alive. The way she flexed her body as if trying to move it closer to him.to empty. and how could they fight something they didn't even believe in?That was what the situation had been. hung the cross. He had to go out through the broken window again. teeth slowly grating together. they knew it was something.

down to the breads and pastries. It was no use; they'd beaten him.Even so. Then he lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply. crystal. he felt it soaking through his socks.Four-fifteen.From the ceiling. listening to the vampires scream. he struggled up and dropped his legs over the side of the bed. fingers trembling.

Wouldn't they like to get some of it."Kathy!"The arms caught him.In the second he had felt no heartbeat beneath his trembling fingers.He shuddered.Remembering. Could it have done that if only vampires had spread it?. and sometimes he thought it was even in his flesh.If I could die now. It may be contagious. Do you think I'm going to throw my wife into a fire?The streets were deserted. crouching and content with his iron-bound theory.