Baron Frankenstein had taken refuge on the ship Voyager, which was ice-bound somewhere near the North Pole.

The baron was weak and ill, and the captain and his officers did their best to restore him to help.

Gradually he told them his story, and he explained to the captain of the attempts he made to create a man.

Do you feel able to tell me any more of your story now, Baron Frankenstein?

Somewhere out in those white race, there is something which must be destroyed.

The thought of it is driving me mad.

If only I could regain my strength, if only I could continue my quest, please do not distress yourself.

The surgeon tells me that you are making an excellent recovery.

I want to hear about your great experiment.

Well, I told you how my fiancée, Elizabeth, and my friend Ernst Clove, and myself,

rated in the laboratory during the violent thunderstorm,

while up above us exposed to the full fury of the storm,

lay the lifeless body which I had made.

For a full hour, we watched, and everyone seemed to be agitated.

My servant, Julio, clouched in a corner,

and Abra and the non cast fearful glances up above.

At last the hour passed.

And I motioned to Julio to move over towards the pulley.

Ernst and Elizabeth followed me.

And I said, come, Julia.

The body has been there for a full hour now.

It is time to lower it.

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