Остров доктора Моро
Alone with the Beast Folk.
Everynowandthenhelookedbackatmeoverhisshoulder.Hewentslantingalongthebeach,andvanishedbeneaththedrivingmassesofdensesmokethatwerestillpouringoutfromtheburningenclosure.ForsometimeIstoodstaringafterhim.IturnedtomythreeobedientBeastFolkagainandsignalledthemtodropthebodytheystillcarried.ThenIwentbacktotheplacebythefirewherethebodieshadfallenandkickedthesanduntilallthebrownblood-stainswereabsorbedandhidden.
Idismissedmythreeserfswithawaveofthehand,andwentupthebeachintothethickets.Icarriedmypistolinmyhand,mywhipthrustwiththehatchetsintheslingofmyarm.Iwasanxioustobealone,tothinkoutthepositioninwhichIwasnowplaced.AdreadfulthingthatIwasonlybeginningtorealisewas,thatoverallthisislandtherewasnownosafeplacewhereIcouldbealoneandsecuretorestorsleep.Ihadrecoveredstrengthamazinglysincemylanding,butIwasstillinclinedtobenervousandtobreakdownunderanygreatstress.IfeltthatIoughttocrosstheislandandestablishmyselfwiththeBeastPeople,andmakemyselfsecureintheirconfidence.Butmyheartfailedme.Iwentbacktothebeach,andturningeastwardpasttheburningenclosure,madeforapointwhereashallowspitofcoralsandranouttowardsthereef.HereIcouldsitdownandthink,mybacktotheseaandmyfaceagainstanysurprise.
