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"
Go
up
to
the
trees
,
then
,
"
said
I
,
"
as
you
please
"
"
It
's
a
damned
silly
ceremony
,
"
said
Montgomery
.
Both
turned
and
faced
the
six
or
seven
grotesque
creatures
,
who
stood
there
in
the
sunlight
,
solid
,
casting
shadows
,
moving
,
and
yet
so
incredibly
unreal
.
Montgomery
cracked
his
whip
at
them
,
and
forthwith
they
all
turned
and
fled
helter-skelter
into
the
trees
;
and
when
Montgomery
and
Moreau
were
at
a
distance
I
judged
sufficient
,
I
waded
ashore
,
and
picked
up
and
examined
the
revolvers
.
To
satisfy
myself
against
the
subtlest
trickery
,
I
discharged
one
at
a
round
lump
of
lava
,
and
had
the
satisfaction
of
seeing
the
stone
pulverised
and
the
beach
splashed
with
lead
.
Still
I
hesitated
for
a
moment
.
"
I
'll
take
the
risk
,
"
said
I
,
at
last
;
and
with
a
revolver
in
each
hand
I
walked
up
the
beach
towards
them
.
"
That
's
better
,
"
said
Moreau
,
without
affectation
.
"
As
it
is
,
you
have
wasted
the
best
part
of
my
day
with
your
confounded
imagination
.
"
And
with
a
touch
of
contempt
which
humiliated
me
,
he
and
Montgomery
turned
and
went
on
in
silence
before
me
.
The
knot
of
Beast
Men
,
still
wondering
,
stood
back
among
the
trees
.
I
passed
them
as
serenely
as
possible
.
One
started
to
follow
me
,
but
retreated
again
when
Montgomery
cracked
his
whip
.
The
rest
stood
silent
--
watching
.
They
may
once
have
been
animals
;
but
I
never
before
saw
an
animal
trying
to
think
.
"
And
now
,
Prendick
,
I
will
explain
,
"
said
Doctor
Moreau
,
so
soon
as
we
had
eaten
and
drunk
.
"
I
must
confess
that
you
are
the
most
dictatorial
guest
I
ever
entertained
.
I
warn
you
that
this
is
the
last
I
shall
do
to
oblige
you
.
The
next
thing
you
threaten
to
commit
suicide
about
,
I
sha
n't
do
,
--
even
at
some
personal
inconvenience
.
"
He
sat
in
my
deck
chair
,
a
cigar
half
consumed
in
his
white
,
dexterous-looking
fingers
.
The
light
of
the
swinging
lamp
fell
on
his
white
hair
;
he
stared
through
the
little
window
out
at
the
starlight
.
I
sat
as
far
away
from
him
as
possible
,
the
table
between
us
and
the
revolvers
to
hand
.
Montgomery
was
not
present
.
I
did
not
care
to
be
with
the
two
of
them
in
such
a
little
room
.
"
You
admit
that
the
vivisected
human
being
,
as
you
called
it
,
is
,
after
all
,
only
the
puma
?
"
said
Moreau
.
He
had
made
me
visit
that
horror
in
the
inner
room
,
to
assure
myself
of
its
inhumanity
.
