Острів доктора Моро

The Crying of the Man.

           "Tellmewhatitallmeans,"saidI,inastateborderingonhysterics.

           "It’snothingsoverydreadful,"saidhe."ButIthinkyouhavehadaboutenoughforoneday."Thepumasuddenlygaveasharpyellofpain.Atthathesworeunderhisbreath."I’mdamned,"saidhe,"ifthisplaceisnotasbadasGowerStreet,withitscats."

           "Montgomery,"saidI,"whatwasthatthingthatcameafterme?Wasitabeastorwasitaman?"

           "Ifyoudon’tsleepto-night,"hesaid,"you’llbeoffyourheadto-morrow."

           Istoodupinfrontofhim."Whatwasthatthingthatcameafterme?"Iasked.

           Helookedmesquarelyintheeyes,andtwistedhismouthaskew.Hiseyes,whichhadseemedanimatedaminutebefore,wentdull."Fromyouraccount,"saidhe,"I’mthinkingitwasabogle."

           Ifeltagustofintenseirritation,whichpassedasquicklyasitcame.Iflungmyselfintothechairagain,andpressedmyhandsonmyforehead.Thepumabeganoncemore.

           Montgomerycameroundbehindmeandputhishandonmyshoulder."Lookhere,Prendick,"hesaid,"Ihadnobusinesstoletyoudriftoutintothissillyislandofours.Butit’snotsobadasyoufeel,man.Yournervesareworkedtorags.Letmegiveyousomethingthatwillmakeyousleep.Thatwillkeeponforhoursyet.Youmustsimplygettosleep,orIwon’tanswerforit."

           Ididnotreply.

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