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"
You
'll
do
,
"
he
said
.
"
And
now
?
"
He
thought
.
Then
he
went
out
and
locked
the
gates
of
the
enclosure
.
He
was
absent
some
time
.
I
was
chiefly
concerned
about
my
arm
.
The
incident
seemed
merely
one
more
of
many
horrible
things
.
I
sat
down
in
the
deck
chair
,
and
I
must
admit
swore
heartily
at
the
island
.
The
first
dull
feeling
of
injury
in
my
arm
had
already
given
way
to
a
burning
pain
when
Montgomery
reappeared
.
His
face
was
rather
pale
,
and
he
showed
more
of
his
lower
gums
than
ever
.
"
I
can
neither
see
nor
hear
anything
of
him
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
've
been
thinking
he
may
want
my
help
.
"
He
stared
at
me
with
his
expressionless
eyes
.
"
That
was
a
strong
brute
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
simply
wrenched
its
fetter
out
of
the
wall
.
"
He
went
to
the
window
,
then
to
the
door
,
and
there
turned
to
me
.
"
I
shall
go
after
him
,
"
he
said
.
"
There
's
another
revolver
I
can
leave
with
you
.
To
tell
you
the
truth
,
I
feel
anxious
somehow
.
"
He
obtained
the
weapon
,
and
put
it
ready
to
my
hand
on
the
table
;
then
went
out
,
leaving
a
restless
contagion
in
the
air
.
I
did
not
sit
long
after
he
left
,
but
took
the
revolver
in
hand
and
went
to
the
doorway
.
The
morning
was
as
still
as
death
.
Not
a
whisper
of
wind
was
stirring
;
the
sea
was
like
polished
glass
,
the
sky
empty
,
the
beach
desolate
.
In
my
half-excited
,
half-feverish
state
,
this
stillness
of
things
oppressed
me
.
I
tried
to
whistle
,
and
the
tune
died
away
.
I
swore
again
,
--
the
second
time
that
morning
.
Then
I
went
to
the
corner
of
the
enclosure
and
stared
inland
at
the
green
bush
that
had
swallowed
up
Moreau
and
Montgomery
.
When
would
they
return
,
and
how
?
Then
far
away
up
the
beach
a
little
grey
Beast
Man
appeared
,
ran
down
to
the
water
's
edge
and
began
splashing
about
.
I
strolled
back
to
the
doorway
,
then
to
the
corner
again
,
and
so
began
pacing
to
and
fro
like
a
sentinel
upon
duty
.
Once
I
was
arrested
by
the
distant
voice
of
Montgomery
bawling
,
"
Coo-ee
--
Moreau
!
"
My
arm
became
less
painful
,
but
very
hot
.
I
got
feverish
and
thirsty
.
My
shadow
grew
shorter
.
I
watched
the
distant
figure
until
it
went
away
again
.
Would
Moreau
and
Montgomery
never
return
?
Three
sea-birds
began
fighting
for
some
stranded
treasure
.
Then
from
far
away
behind
the
enclosure
I
heard
a
pistol-shot
.
A
long
silence
,
and
then
came
another
.
Then
a
yelling
cry
nearer
,
and
another
dismal
gap
of
silence
.
My
unfortunate
imagination
set
to
work
to
torment
me
.
Then
suddenly
a
shot
close
by
.
I
went
to
the
corner
,
startled
,
and
saw
Montgomery
,
--
his
face
scarlet
,
his
hair
disordered
,
and
the
knee
of
his
trousers
torn
.
His
face
expressed
profound
consternation
.
Behind
him
slouched
the
Beast
Man
,
M'ling
,
and
round
M'ling
's
jaws
were
some
queer
dark
stains
.
"
Has
he
come
?
"
said
Montgomery
.
"
Moreau
?
"
said
I.
"
No
.
"
