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Shaggy
hair
,
untrimmed
beard
descending
to
the
chest
,
the
body
almost
naked
except
a
rag
round
the
waist
,
wild
eyes
,
enormous
hands
with
immensely
long
nails
,
skin
the
color
of
mahogany
,
feet
as
hard
as
if
made
of
horn
,
such
was
the
miserable
creature
who
yet
had
a
claim
to
be
called
a
man
.
But
it
might
justly
be
asked
if
there
were
yet
a
soul
in
this
body
,
or
if
the
brute
instinct
alone
survived
in
it
!
"
Are
you
quite
sure
that
this
is
a
man
,
or
that
he
has
ever
been
one
?
"
said
Pencroft
to
the
reporter
.
"
Alas
!
there
is
no
doubt
about
it
,
"
replied
Spilett
.
"
Then
this
must
be
the
castaway
?
"
asked
Herbert
.
"
Yes
,
"
replied
Gideon
Spilett
,
"
but
the
unfortunate
man
has
no
longer
anything
human
about
him
!
"
The
reporter
spoke
the
truth
.
It
was
evident
that
if
the
castaway
had
ever
been
a
civilized
being
,
solitude
had
made
him
a
savage
,
or
worse
,
perhaps
a
regular
man
of
the
woods
.
Hoarse
sounds
issued
from
his
throat
between
his
teeth
,
which
were
sharp
as
the
teeth
of
a
wild
beast
made
to
tear
raw
flesh
.
Memory
must
have
deserted
him
long
before
,
and
for
a
long
time
also
he
had
forgotten
how
to
use
his
gun
and
tools
,
and
he
no
longer
knew
how
to
make
a
fire
!
It
could
be
seen
that
he
was
active
and
powerful
,
but
the
physical
qualities
had
been
developed
in
him
to
the
injury
of
the
moral
qualities
.
Gideon
Spilett
spoke
to
him
.
He
did
not
appear
to
understand
or
even
to
hear
.
And
yet
on
looking
into
his
eyes
,
the
reporter
thought
he
could
see
that
all
reason
was
not
extinguished
in
him
.
However
,
the
prisoner
did
not
struggle
,
nor
even
attempt
to
break
his
bonds
.
Was
he
overwhelmed
by
the
presence
of
men
whose
fellow
he
had
once
been
?
Had
he
found
in
some
corner
of
his
brain
a
fleeting
remembrance
which
recalled
him
to
humanity
?
If
free
,
would
he
attempt
to
fly
,
or
would
he
remain
?
They
could
not
tell
,
but
they
did
not
make
the
experiment
;
and
after
gazing
attentively
at
the
miserable
creature
,
--
"
Whoever
he
may
be
,
"
remarked
Gideon
Spilett
,
"
whoever
he
may
have
been
,
and
whatever
he
may
become
,
it
is
our
duty
to
take
him
with
us
to
Lincoln
Island
.
"
Yes
,
yes
!
"
replied
Herbert
,
"
and
perhaps
with
care
we
may
arouse
in
him
same
gleam
of
intelligence
.
"
"
The
soul
does
not
die
,
"
said
the
reporter
,
"
and
it
would
be
a
great
satisfaction
to
rescue
one
of
God
's
creatures
from
brutishness
.
"
