Остров доктора Моро
The Sayers of the Law.
Iheardahowlbehindme,andcriesof"Catchhim!""Holdhim!"andthegrey-facedcreatureappearedbehindmeandjammedhishugebulkintothecleft."Goon!goon!"theyhowled.IclamberedupthenarrowcleftintherockandcameoutuponthesulphuronthewestwardsideofthevillageoftheBeastMen.
Thatgapwasaltogetherfortunateforme,forthenarrowchimney,slantingobliquelyupward,musthaveimpededthenearerpursuers.Iranoverthewhitespaceanddownasteepslope,throughascatteredgrowthoftrees,andcametoalow-lyingstretchoftallreeds,throughwhichIpushedintoadark,thickundergrowththatblackandsucculentunderfoot.AsIplungedintothereeds,myforemostpursuersemergedfromthegap.Ibrokemywaythroughthisundergrowthforsomeminutes.Theairbehindmeandaboutmewassoonfullofthreateningcries.Iheardthetumultofmypursuersinthegapuptheslope,thenthecrashingofthereeds,andeverynowandthenthecracklingcrashofabranch.Someofthecreaturesroaredlikeexcitedbeastsofprey.Thestaghoundyelpedtotheleft.IheardMoreauandMontgomeryshoutinginthesamedirection.Iturnedsharplytotheright.ItseemedtomeeventhenthatIheardMontgomeryshoutingformetorunformylife.
Presentlythegroundgaverichandoozyundermyfeet;butIwasdesperateandwentheadlongintoit,struggledthroughkneedeep,andsocametoawindingpathamongtallcanes.Thenoiseofmypursuerspassedawaytomyleft.
