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Cyrus
Harding
and
his
companions
could
not
understand
it
.
What
was
not
less
inexplicable
was
that
the
struggle
still
appeared
to
be
going
on
.
Doubtless
,
the
dugong
,
attacked
by
some
powerful
animal
,
after
having
released
the
dog
,
was
fighting
on
its
own
account
.
But
it
did
not
last
long
.
The
water
became
red
with
blood
,
and
the
body
of
the
dugong
,
emerging
from
the
sheet
of
scarlet
which
spread
around
,
soon
stranded
on
a
little
beach
at
the
south
angle
of
the
lake
.
The
colonists
ran
towards
it
.
The
dugong
was
dead
.
It
was
an
enormous
animal
,
fifteen
or
sixteen
feet
long
,
and
must
have
weighed
from
three
to
four
thousand
pounds
.
At
its
neck
was
a
wound
,
which
appeared
to
have
been
produced
by
a
sharp
blade
.
What
could
the
amphibious
creature
have
been
,
who
,
by
this
terrible
blow
had
destroyed
the
formidable
dugong
?
No
one
could
tell
,
and
much
interested
in
this
incident
,
Harding
and
his
companions
returned
to
the
Chimneys
.
The
next
day
,
the
7th
of
May
,
Harding
and
Gideon
Spilett
,
leaving
Neb
to
prepare
breakfast
,
climbed
Prospect
Heights
,
while
Herbert
and
Pencroft
ascended
by
the
river
,
to
renew
their
store
of
wood
.
The
engineer
and
the
reporter
soon
reached
the
little
beach
on
which
the
dugong
had
been
stranded
.
Already
flocks
of
birds
had
attacked
the
mass
of
flesh
,
and
had
to
be
driven
away
with
stones
,
for
Cyrus
wished
to
keep
the
fat
for
the
use
of
the
colony
.
As
to
the
animal
's
flesh
it
would
furnish
excellent
food
,
for
in
the
islands
of
the
Malay
Archipelago
and
elsewhere
,
it
is
especially
reserved
for
the
table
of
the
native
princes
.
But
that
was
Neb
's
affair
.
At
this
moment
Cyrus
Harding
had
other
thoughts
.
He
was
much
interested
in
the
incident
of
the
day
before
.
He
wished
to
penetrate
the
mystery
of
that
submarine
combat
,
and
to
ascertain
what
monster
could
have
given
the
dugong
so
strange
a
wound
.
He
remained
at
the
edge
of
the
lake
,
looking
,
observing
;
but
nothing
appeared
under
the
tranquil
waters
,
which
sparkled
in
the
first
rays
of
the
rising
sun
.
At
the
beach
,
on
which
lay
the
body
of
the
dugong
,
the
water
was
tolerably
shallow
,
but
from
this
point
the
bottom
of
the
lake
sloped
gradually
,
and
it
was
probable
that
the
depth
was
considerable
in
the
center
.
The
lake
might
be
considered
as
a
large
center
basin
,
which
was
filled
by
the
water
from
the
Red
Creek
.
"
Well
,
Cyrus
,
"
said
the
reporter
,
"
there
seems
to
be
nothing
suspicious
in
this
water
.
"
"
No
,
my
dear
Spilett
,
"
replied
the
engineer
,
"
and
I
really
do
not
know
how
to
account
for
the
incident
of
yesterday
.
"
"
I
acknowledge
,
"
returned
Spilett
,
"
that
the
wound
given
this
creature
is
,
at
least
,
very
strange
,
and
I
can
not
explain
either
how
Top
was
so
vigorously
cast
up
out
of
the
water
.
One
could
have
thought
that
a
powerful
arm
hurled
him
up
,
and
that
the
same
arm
with
a
dagger
killed
the
dugong
!
"
"
Yes
,
"
replied
the
engineer
,
who
had
become
thoughtful
;
"
there
is
something
there
that
I
can
not
understand
.
But
do
you
better
understand
either
,
my
dear
Spilett
,
in
what
way
I
was
saved
myself
--
how
I
was
drawn
from
the
waves
,
and
carried
to
the
downs
?
No
!
Is
it
not
true
?
Now
,
I
feel
sure
that
there
is
some
mystery
there
,
which
,
doubtless
,
we
shall
discover
some
day
.
Let
us
observe
,
but
do
not
dwell
on
these
singular
incidents
before
our
companions
.
Let
us
keep
our
remarks
to
ourselves
,
and
continue
our
work
.
"
