Остров доктора Моро

           "Heisnotdead;heisnotdead,"jabberedanother.

           "Wesaw,wesaw,"saidseveralvoices.

           "Hullo!"suddenlyshoutedMontgomery,"Hullo,there!"

           "Confoundyou!"saidI,andgrippedmypistol.

           Therewasasilence,thenacrashingamongtheinterlacingvegetation,firsthere,thenthere,andthenhalf-a-dozenfacesappeared,—strangefaces,litbyastrangelight.M’lingmadeagrowlingnoiseinhisthroat.IrecognisedtheApe-man:Ihadindeedalreadyidentifiedhisvoice,andtwoofthewhite-swathedbrown-featuredcreaturesIhadseeninMontgomery’sboat.Withthesewerethetwodappledbrutesandthatgrey,horriblycrookedcreaturewhosaidtheLaw,withgreyhairstreamingdownitscheeks,heavygreyeyebrows,andgreylockspouringofffromacentralpartinguponitsslopingforehead,—aheavy,facelessthing,withstrangeredeyes,lookingatuscuriouslyfromamidstthegreen.

           Foraspacenoonespoke.ThenMontgomeryhiccoughed,"Who—saidhewasdead?"

           TheMonkey-manlookedguiltilyatthehairy-greyThing."Heisdead,"saidthismonster."Theysaw."

           Therewasnothingthreateningaboutthisdetachment,atanyrate.Theyseemedawestrickenandpuzzled.

           "Whereishe?"saidMontgomery.

           "Beyond,"andthegreycreaturepointed.

           "IsthereaLawnow?"askedtheMonkey-man.