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"
My
God
!
"
The
man
was
panting
,
almost
sobbing
.
"
Go
back
in
,
"
he
said
,
taking
my
arm
.
"
They
're
mad
.
They
're
all
rushing
about
mad
.
What
can
have
happened
?
I
do
n't
know
.
I
'll
tell
you
,
when
my
breath
comes
.
Where
's
some
brandy
?
"
Montgomery
limped
before
me
into
the
room
and
sat
down
in
the
deck
chair
.
M'ling
flung
himself
down
just
outside
the
doorway
and
began
panting
like
a
dog
.
I
got
Montgomery
some
brandy-and-water
.
He
sat
staring
in
front
of
him
at
nothing
,
recovering
his
breath
.
After
some
minutes
he
began
to
tell
me
what
had
happened
.
He
had
followed
their
track
for
some
way
.
It
was
plain
enough
at
first
on
account
of
the
crushed
and
broken
bushes
,
white
rags
torn
from
the
puma
's
bandages
,
and
occasional
smears
of
blood
on
the
leaves
of
the
shrubs
and
undergrowth
.
He
lost
the
track
,
however
,
on
the
stony
ground
beyond
the
stream
where
I
had
seen
the
Beast
Man
drinking
,
and
went
wandering
aimlessly
westward
shouting
Moreau
's
name
.
Then
M'ling
had
come
to
him
carrying
a
light
hatchet
.
M'ling
had
seen
nothing
of
the
puma
affair
;
had
been
felling
wood
,
and
heard
him
calling
.
They
went
on
shouting
together
.
Two
Beast
Men
came
crouching
and
peering
at
them
through
the
undergrowth
,
with
gestures
and
a
furtive
carriage
that
alarmed
Montgomery
by
their
strangeness
.
He
hailed
them
,
and
they
fled
guiltily
.
He
stopped
shouting
after
that
,
and
after
wandering
some
time
farther
in
an
undecided
way
,
determined
to
visit
the
huts
.
He
found
the
ravine
deserted
.
Growing
more
alarmed
every
minute
,
he
began
to
retrace
his
steps
.
Then
it
was
he
encountered
the
two
Swine-men
I
had
seen
dancing
on
the
night
of
my
arrival
;
blood-stained
they
were
about
the
mouth
,
and
intensely
excited
.
They
came
crashing
through
the
ferns
,
and
stopped
with
fierce
faces
when
they
saw
him
.
He
cracked
his
whip
in
some
trepidation
,
and
forthwith
they
rushed
at
him
.
Never
before
had
a
Beast
Man
dared
to
do
that
.
One
he
shot
through
the
head
;
M'ling
flung
himself
upon
the
other
,
and
the
two
rolled
grappling
.
M'ling
got
his
brute
under
and
with
his
teeth
in
its
throat
,
and
Montgomery
shot
that
too
as
it
struggled
in
M'ling
's
grip
He
had
some
difficulty
in
inducing
M'ling
to
come
on
with
him
.
Thence
they
had
hurried
back
to
me
.
On
the
way
,
M'ling
had
suddenly
rushed
into
a
thicket
and
driven
out
an
under-sized
Ocelot-man
,
also
blood-stained
,
and
lame
through
a
wound
in
the
foot
.
This
brute
had
run
a
little
way
and
then
turned
savagely
at
bay
,
and
Montgomery
--
with
a
certain
wantonness
,
I
thought
--
had
shot
him
.
"
What
does
it
all
mean
?
"
said
I.
He
shook
his
head
,
and
turned
once
more
to
the
brandy
.
When
I
saw
Montgomery
swallow
a
third
dose
of
brandy
,
I
took
it
upon
myself
to
interfere
.
He
was
already
more
than
half
fuddled
.
I
told
him
that
some
serious
thing
must
have
happened
to
Moreau
by
this
time
,
or
he
would
have
returned
before
this
,
and
that
it
behoved
us
to
ascertain
what
that
catastrophe
was
.
Montgomery
raised
some
feeble
objections
,
and
at
last
agreed
.
We
had
some
food
,
and
then
all
three
of
us
started
.
