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"
All
right
,
"
said
he
.
"
I
'm
frightfully
busy
.
"
And
he
shut
the
door
.
Afterwards
I
discovered
that
he
forgot
to
re-lock
it
.
Then
I
recalled
the
expression
of
his
face
the
previous
night
,
and
with
that
the
memory
of
all
I
had
experienced
reconstructed
itself
before
me
.
Even
as
that
fear
came
back
to
me
came
a
cry
from
within
;
but
this
time
it
was
not
the
cry
of
a
puma
.
I
put
down
the
mouthful
that
hesitated
upon
my
lips
,
and
listened
.
Silence
,
save
for
the
whisper
of
the
morning
breeze
.
I
began
to
think
my
ears
had
deceived
me
.
After
a
long
pause
I
resumed
my
meal
,
but
with
my
ears
still
vigilant
.
Presently
I
heard
something
else
,
very
faint
and
low
.
I
sat
as
if
frozen
in
my
attitude
.
Though
it
was
faint
and
low
,
it
moved
me
more
profoundly
than
all
that
I
had
hitherto
heard
of
the
abominations
behind
the
wall
.
There
was
no
mistake
this
time
in
the
quality
of
the
dim
,
broken
sounds
;
no
doubt
at
all
of
their
source
.
For
it
was
groaning
,
broken
by
sobs
and
gasps
of
anguish
.
It
was
no
brute
this
time
;
it
was
a
human
being
in
torment
!
As
I
realised
this
I
rose
,
and
in
three
steps
had
crossed
the
room
,
seized
the
handle
of
the
door
into
the
yard
,
and
flung
it
open
before
me
.
"
Prendick
,
man
!
Stop
!
"
cried
Montgomery
,
intervening
.
A
startled
deerhound
yelped
and
snarled
.
There
was
blood
,
I
saw
,
in
the
sink
,
--
brown
,
and
some
scarlet
--
and
I
smelt
the
peculiar
smell
of
carbolic
acid
.
Then
through
an
open
doorway
beyond
,
in
the
dim
light
of
the
shadow
,
I
saw
something
bound
painfully
upon
a
framework
,
scarred
,
red
,
and
bandaged
;
and
then
blotting
this
out
appeared
the
face
of
old
Moreau
,
white
and
terrible
.
In
a
moment
he
had
gripped
me
by
the
shoulder
with
a
hand
that
was
smeared
red
,
had
twisted
me
off
my
feet
,
and
flung
me
headlong
back
into
my
own
room
.
He
lifted
me
as
though
I
was
a
little
child
.
I
fell
at
full
length
upon
the
floor
,
and
the
door
slammed
and
shut
out
the
passionate
intensity
of
his
face
Then
I
heard
the
key
turn
in
the
lock
,
and
Montgomery
's
voice
in
expostulation
.
"
Ruin
the
work
of
a
lifetime
,
"
I
heard
Moreau
say
.
"
He
does
not
understand
,
"
said
Montgomery
.
and
other
things
that
were
inaudible
.
