Острів доктора Моро
The Reversion of the Beast Folk.
Theywerestaggeredatmyassurance.Ananimalmaybeferociousandcunningenough,butittakesarealmantotellalie.
"TheManwiththeBandagedArmspeaksastrangething,"saidoneoftheBeastFolk.
"Itellyouitisso,"Isaid."TheMasterandtheHouseofPainwillcomeagain.WoebetohimwhobreakstheLaw!"
Theylookedcuriouslyatoneanother.WithanaffectationofindifferenceIbegantochopidlyatthegroundinfrontofmewithmyhatchet.Theylooked,Inoticed,atthedeepcutsImadeintheturf.
ThentheSatyrraisedadoubt.Iansweredhim.Thenoneofthedappledthingsobjected,andananimateddiscussionspranguproundthefire.EverymomentIbegantofeelmoreconvincedofmypresentsecurity.Italkednowwithoutthecatchinginmybreath,duetotheintensityofmyexcitement,thathadtroubledmeatfirst.InthecourseofaboutanhourIhadreallyconvincedseveraloftheBeastFolkofthetruthofmyassertions,andtalkedmostoftheothersintoadubiousstate.IkeptasharpeyeformyenemytheHyena-swine,butheneverappeared.Everynowandthenasuspiciousmovementwouldstartleme,butmyconfidencegrewrapidly.
