After Victor Frankenstein's nervous attack, shocking news reaches him from home, that of murder.

Mary Shelley, today on the Classic Tales podcast.

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And now, Frankenstein, part three of eight by Mary Shelley.

Chapter 6.

Leval then put the following letter into my hands.

It was from my own Elizabeth.

My dearest cousin, you have been ill, very ill.

And even the constant letters of dear kind Henry

are not sufficient to reassure me on your account.

You are forbidden to write, to hold a pen.

Yet one word from you, dear Victor, is necessary to calm our apprehensions.

For a long time I have thought that each post would bring this line, and my persuasions have

restrained my uncle from undertaking a journey to Ingolstadt.

I have prevented his encountering the inconveniences and perhaps dangers of so long a journey.

Yet how often have I regretted not being able to perform it myself?

I figure to myself that the task of attending on your sickbed has devolved on some

mercenary old nurse who could never guess your wishes nor minister to them with the care and

affection of your poor cousin.

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