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At
last
the
fury
of
the
hunt
slackened
.
We
had
pinned
the
wretched
brute
into
a
corner
of
the
island
.
Moreau
,
whip
in
hand
,
marshalled
us
all
into
an
irregular
line
,
and
we
advanced
now
slowly
,
shouting
to
one
another
as
we
advanced
and
tightening
the
cordon
about
our
victim
.
He
lurked
noiseless
and
invisible
in
the
bushes
through
which
I
had
run
from
him
during
that
midnight
pursuit
.
"
Steady
!
"
cried
Moreau
,
"
steady
!
"
as
the
ends
of
the
line
crept
round
the
tangle
of
undergrowth
and
hemmed
the
brute
in
.
"
Ware
a
rush
!
"
came
the
voice
of
Montgomery
from
beyond
the
thicket
.
I
was
on
the
slope
above
the
bushes
;
Montgomery
and
Moreau
beat
along
the
beach
beneath
.
Slowly
we
pushed
in
among
the
fretted
network
of
branches
and
leaves
.
The
quarry
was
silent
.
"
Back
to
the
House
of
Pain
,
the
House
of
Pain
,
the
House
of
Pain
!
"
yelped
the
voice
of
the
Ape-man
,
some
twenty
yards
to
the
right
.
When
I
heard
that
,
I
forgave
the
poor
wretch
all
the
fear
he
had
inspired
in
me
.
I
heard
the
twigs
snap
and
the
boughs
swish
aside
before
the
heavy
tread
of
the
Horse-rhinoceros
upon
my
right
.
Then
suddenly
through
a
polygon
of
green
,
in
the
half
darkness
under
the
luxuriant
growth
,
I
saw
the
creature
we
were
hunting
.
I
halted
.
He
was
crouched
together
into
the
smallest
possible
compass
,
his
luminous
green
eyes
turned
over
his
shoulder
regarding
me
.
It
may
seem
a
strange
contradiction
in
me
,
--
I
can
not
explain
the
fact
,
--
but
now
,
seeing
the
creature
there
in
a
perfectly
animal
attitude
,
with
the
light
gleaming
in
its
eyes
and
its
imperfectly
human
face
distorted
with
terror
,
I
realised
again
the
fact
of
its
humanity
.
In
another
moment
other
of
its
pursuers
would
see
it
,
and
it
would
be
overpowered
and
captured
,
to
experience
once
more
the
horrible
tortures
of
the
enclosure
.
Abruptly
I
slipped
out
my
revolver
,
aimed
between
its
terror-struck
eyes
,
and
fired
.
As
I
did
so
,
the
Hyena-swine
saw
the
Thing
,
and
flung
itself
upon
it
with
an
eager
cry
,
thrusting
thirsty
teeth
into
its
neck
.
All
about
me
the
green
masses
of
the
thicket
were
swaying
and
cracking
as
the
Beast
People
came
rushing
together
.
One
face
and
then
another
appeared
.
"
Do
n't
kill
it
,
Prendick
!
"
cried
Moreau
.
"
Do
n't
kill
it
!
"
and
I
saw
him
stooping
as
he
pushed
through
under
the
fronds
of
the
big
ferns
.
In
another
moment
he
had
beaten
off
the
Hyena-swine
with
the
handle
of
his
whip
,
and
he
and
Montgomery
were
keeping
away
the
excited
carnivorous
Beast
People
,
and
particularly
M'ling
,
from
the
still
quivering
body
.
The
hairy-grey
Thing
came
sniffing
at
the
corpse
under
my
arm
.
