Остров доктора Моро

“The Locked Door.”

           Icouldheartherapidpatteroftheirfeet,andMontgomery’svoicesoothingthem.

           Iwasverymuchimpressedbytheelaboratesecrecyofthesetwomenregardingthecontentsoftheplace,andforsometimeIwasthinkingofthatandoftheunaccountablefamiliarityofthenameofMoreau;butsooddisthehumanmemorythatIcouldnotthenrecallthatwell-knownnameinitsproperconnection.Fromthatmythoughtswenttotheindefinablequeernessofthedeformedmanonthebeach.Ineversawsuchagait,suchoddmotionsashepulledatthebox.Irecalledthatnoneofthesemenhadspokentome,thoughmostofthemIhadfoundlookingatmeatonetimeoranotherinapeculiarlyfurtivemanner,quiteunlikethefrankstareofyourunsophisticatedsavage.Indeed,theyhadallseemedremarkablytaciturn,andwhentheydidspeak,endowedwithveryuncannyvoices.Whatwaswrongwiththem?ThenIrecalledtheeyesofMontgomery’sungainlyattendant.

           JustasIwasthinkingofhimhecamein.Hewasnowdressedinwhite,andcarriedalittletraywithsomecoffeeandboiledvegetablesthereon.Icouldhardlyrepressashudderingrecoilashecame,bendingamiably,andplacedthetraybeforemeonthetable.Thenastonishmentparalysedme.UnderhisstringyblacklocksIsawhisear;itjumpeduponmesuddenlyclosetomyface.Themanhadpointedears,coveredwithafinebrownfur!

           "Yourbreakfast,sair,"hesaid.

           Istaredathisfacewithoutattemptingtoanswerhim.

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