Остров доктора Моро
The Man Who Had Nowhere to Go.
"Thisshipaintforbeastsandcannibalsandworsethanbeasts,anymore.Overboardyougo,MisterShut-up.Iftheycan’thaveyou,yougoesoverboard.But,anyhow,yougo—withyourfriends.I’vedonewiththisblessedislandforevermore,amen!I’vehadenoughofit."
"But,Montgomery,"Iappealed.
Hedistortedhislowerlip,andnoddedhisheadhopelesslyatthegrey-hairedmanbesidehim,toindicatehispowerlessnesstohelpme.
"I’llseetoyou,presently,"saidthecaptain.
Thenbeganacuriousthree-corneredaltercation.AlternatelyIappealedtooneandanotherofthethreemen,—firsttothegrey-hairedmantoletmeland,andthentothedrunkencaptaintokeepmeaboard.Ievenbawledentreatiestothesailors.Montgomerysaidneveraword,onlyshookhishead."You’regoingoverboard,Itellyou,"wasthecaptain’srefrain."Lawbedamned!I’mkinghere."AtlastImustconfessmyvoicesuddenlybrokeinthemiddleofavigorousthreat.Ifeltagustofhystericalpetulance,andwentaftandstareddismallyatnothing.
Meanwhilethesailorsprogressedrapidlywiththetaskofunshippingthepackagesandcagedanimals.Alargelaunch,withtwostandinglugs,layundertheleaoftheschooner;andintothisthestrangeassortmentofgoodswereswung.Ididnotthenseethehandsfromtheislandthatwerereceivingthepackages,forthehullofthelaunchwashiddenfrommebythesideoftheschooner.
