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"
Well
,
"
said
I
,
"
that
will
do
to-morrow
.
I
've
been
thinking
we
might
make
that
brushwood
into
a
pyre
and
burn
his
body
--
and
those
other
things
.
Then
what
will
happen
with
the
Beast
Folk
?
"
"
I
do
n't
know
.
I
suppose
those
that
were
made
of
beasts
of
prey
will
make
silly
asses
of
themselves
sooner
or
later
.
We
ca
n't
massacre
the
lot
--
can
we
?
I
suppose
that
's
what
your
humanity
would
suggest
?
But
they
'll
change
.
They
are
sure
to
change
.
"
He
talked
thus
inconclusively
until
at
last
I
felt
my
temper
going
.
"
Damnation
!
"
he
exclaimed
at
some
petulance
of
mine
;
"
ca
n't
you
see
I
'm
in
a
worse
hole
than
you
are
?
"
And
he
got
up
,
and
went
for
the
brandy
.
"
Drink
!
"
he
said
returning
,
"
you
logic-chopping
,
chalky-faced
saint
of
an
atheist
,
drink
!
"
"
Not
I
,
"
said
I
,
and
sat
grimly
watching
his
face
under
the
yellow
paraffine
flare
,
as
he
drank
himself
into
a
garrulous
misery
.
I
have
a
memory
of
infinite
tedium
.
He
wandered
into
a
maudlin
defence
of
the
Beast
People
and
of
M'ling
.
M'ling
,
he
said
,
was
the
only
thing
that
had
ever
really
cared
for
him
.
And
suddenly
an
idea
came
to
him
.
"
I
'm
damned
!
"
said
he
,
staggering
to
his
feet
and
clutching
the
brandy
bottle
.
By
some
flash
of
intuition
I
knew
what
it
was
he
intended
.
"
You
do
n't
give
drink
to
that
beast
!
"
I
said
,
rising
and
facing
him
.
"
Beast
!
"
said
he
.
"
You
're
the
beast
.
He
takes
his
liquor
like
a
Christian
.
Come
out
of
the
way
,
Prendick
!
"
"
For
God
's
sake
,
"
said
I.
