Остров доктора Моро
Doctor Moreau Explains.
Ihavegoneon,notheedinganythingbutthequestionIwaspursuing;andthematerialhas—drippedintothehutsyonder.Itisreallyelevenyearssincewecamehere,IandMontgomeryandsixKanakas.Irememberthegreenstillnessoftheislandandtheemptyoceanaboutus,asthoughitwasyesterday.Theplaceseemedwaitingforme.
"Thestoreswerelandedandthehousewasbuilt.TheKanakasfoundedsomehutsneartheravine.IwenttoworkhereuponwhatIhadbroughtwithme.Thereweresomedisagreeablethingshappenedatfirst.Ibeganwithasheep,andkilleditafteradayandahalfbyaslipofthescalpel.Itookanothersheep,andmadeathingofpainandfearandleftitbounduptoheal.ItlookedquitehumantomewhenIhadfinishedit;butwhenIwenttoitIwasdiscontentedwithit.Itrememberedme,andwasterrifiedbeyondimagination;andithadnomorethanthewitsofasheep.ThemoreIlookedatittheclumsieritseemed,untilatlastIputthemonsteroutofitsmisery.Theseanimalswithoutcourage,thesefear-haunted,pain-driventhings,withoutasparkofpugnaciousenergytofacetorment,—theyarenogoodforman-making.
"ThenItookagorillaIhad;anduponthat,workingwithinfinitecareandmasteringdifficultyafterdifficulty,Imademyfirstman.Alltheweek,nightandday,Imouldedhim.Withhimitwaschieflythebrainthatneededmoulding;muchhadtobeadded,muchchanged.
