"All men hate the wretched; how, then must I be hated, who am miserable beyond all living things!" (Page 68)
Wait, what?!? The creature can speak? I had this mental image of a groaning thing in my mind that could only make sounds, but this guy has a better vocabulary than I do after only two years of life! He reminds me of the e-trade baby that talks in the commercials. The kid should be goo-goo-ga-ga-ing, and it is sitting at a computer selling a product to a television audience. Kids these days!
When the creature spoke the first time, I did a mental double take. I wasn't quite sure if Victor was still speaking to Robert Walton, and I was just confused or if this menacing creature was actually sophisticated. Either way, I did not expect what Shelley threw at me. Bravo.
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