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We
were
walking
slowly
towards
these
rocks
,
among
bushes
which
reached
over
our
waists
,
when
we
became
aware
of
a
strange
low
gabbling
and
whistling
sound
,
which
filled
the
air
with
a
constant
clamor
and
appeared
to
come
from
some
spot
immediately
before
us
.
Lord
John
held
up
his
hand
as
a
signal
for
us
to
stop
,
and
he
made
his
way
swiftly
,
stooping
and
running
,
to
the
line
of
rocks
.
We
saw
him
peep
over
them
and
give
a
gesture
of
amazement
.
Then
he
stood
staring
as
if
forgetting
us
,
so
utterly
entranced
was
he
by
what
he
saw
.
Finally
he
waved
us
to
come
on
,
holding
up
his
hand
as
a
signal
for
caution
.
His
whole
bearing
made
me
feel
that
something
wonderful
but
dangerous
lay
before
us
.
Creeping
to
his
side
,
we
looked
over
the
rocks
.
The
place
into
which
we
gazed
was
a
pit
,
and
may
,
in
the
early
days
,
have
been
one
of
the
smaller
volcanic
blow-holes
of
the
plateau
.
It
was
bowl-shaped
and
at
the
bottom
,
some
hundreds
of
yards
from
where
we
lay
,
were
pools
of
green-scummed
,
stagnant
water
,
fringed
with
bullrushes
.
It
was
a
weird
place
in
itself
,
but
its
occupants
made
it
seem
like
a
scene
from
the
Seven
Circles
of
Dante
.
The
place
was
a
rookery
of
pterodactyls
.
There
were
hundreds
of
them
congregated
within
view
.
All
the
bottom
area
round
the
water-edge
was
alive
with
their
young
ones
,
and
with
hideous
mothers
brooding
upon
their
leathery
,
yellowish
eggs
.
From
this
crawling
flapping
mass
of
obscene
reptilian
life
came
the
shocking
clamor
which
filled
the
air
and
the
mephitic
,
horrible
,
musty
odor
which
turned
us
sick
.
But
above
,
perched
each
upon
its
own
stone
,
tall
,
gray
,
and
withered
,
more
like
dead
and
dried
specimens
than
actual
living
creatures
,
sat
the
horrible
males
,
absolutely
motionless
save
for
the
rolling
of
their
red
eyes
or
an
occasional
snap
of
their
rat-trap
beaks
as
a
dragon-fly
went
past
them
.
Their
huge
,
membranous
wings
were
closed
by
folding
their
fore-arms
,
so
that
they
sat
like
gigantic
old
women
,
wrapped
in
hideous
web-colored
shawls
,
and
with
their
ferocious
heads
protruding
above
them
.
Large
and
small
,
not
less
than
a
thousand
of
these
filthy
creatures
lay
in
the
hollow
before
us
.
Our
professors
would
gladly
have
stayed
there
all
day
,
so
entranced
were
they
by
this
opportunity
of
studying
the
life
of
a
prehistoric
age
.
They
pointed
out
the
fish
and
dead
birds
lying
about
among
the
rocks
as
proving
the
nature
of
the
food
of
these
creatures
,
and
I
heard
them
congratulating
each
other
on
having
cleared
up
the
point
why
the
bones
of
this
flying
dragon
are
found
in
such
great
numbers
in
certain
well-defined
areas
,
as
in
the
Cambridge
Green-sand
,
since
it
was
now
seen
that
,
like
penguins
,
they
lived
in
gregarious
fashion
.
Finally
,
however
,
Challenger
,
bent
upon
proving
some
point
which
Summerlee
had
contested
,
thrust
his
head
over
the
rock
and
nearly
brought
destruction
upon
us
all
.
In
an
instant
the
nearest
male
gave
a
shrill
,
whistling
cry
,
and
flapped
its
twenty-foot
span
of
leathery
wings
as
it
soared
up
into
the
air
.
The
females
and
young
ones
huddled
together
beside
the
water
,
while
the
whole
circle
of
sentinels
rose
one
after
the
other
and
sailed
off
into
the
sky
.
It
was
a
wonderful
sight
to
see
at
least
a
hundred
creatures
of
such
enormous
size
and
hideous
appearance
all
swooping
like
swallows
with
swift
,
shearing
wing-strokes
above
us
;
but
soon
we
realized
that
it
was
not
one
on
which
we
could
afford
to
linger
.
At
first
the
great
brutes
flew
round
in
a
huge
ring
,
as
if
to
make
sure
what
the
exact
extent
of
the
danger
might
be
.
Then
,
the
flight
grew
lower
and
the
circle
narrower
,
until
they
were
whizzing
round
and
round
us
,
the
dry
,
rustling
flap
of
their
huge
slate-colored
wings
filling
the
air
with
a
volume
of
sound
that
made
me
think
of
Hendon
aerodrome
upon
a
race
day
.
"
Make
for
the
wood
and
keep
together
,
"
cried
Lord
John
,
clubbing
his
rifle
.
"
The
brutes
mean
mischief
.
"
The
moment
we
attempted
to
retreat
the
circle
closed
in
upon
us
,
until
the
tips
of
the
wings
of
those
nearest
to
us
nearly
touched
our
faces
.
We
beat
at
them
with
the
stocks
of
our
guns
,
but
there
was
nothing
solid
or
vulnerable
to
strike
.
Then
suddenly
out
of
the
whizzing
,
slate-colored
circle
a
long
neck
shot
out
,
and
a
fierce
beak
made
a
thrust
at
us
.
Another
and
another
followed
.
Summerlee
gave
a
cry
and
put
his
hand
to
his
face
,
from
which
the
blood
was
streaming
.
I
felt
a
prod
at
the
back
of
my
neck
,
and
turned
dizzy
with
the
shock
.
Challenger
fell
,
and
as
I
stooped
to
pick
him
up
I
was
again
struck
from
behind
and
dropped
on
the
top
of
him
.
At
the
same
instant
I
heard
the
crash
of
Lord
John
's
elephant-gun
,
and
,
looking
up
,
saw
one
of
the
creatures
with
a
broken
wing
struggling
upon
the
ground
,
spitting
and
gurgling
at
us
with
a
wide-opened
beak
and
blood-shot
,
goggled
eyes
,
like
some
devil
in
a
medieval
picture
.
Its
comrades
had
flown
higher
at
the
sudden
sound
,
and
were
circling
above
our
heads
.
"
Now
,
"
cried
Lord
John
,
"
now
for
our
lives
!
"
