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06 - The Island of Dr Moreau - H G Wells

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Duration:: 14m
Broadcast on:: 22 Jun 2024
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There were three other men besides, three strange, brutish-looking fellows, at whom the stag-hounds were snarling savagely. Montgomery, who was steering, brought the boat by me, and rising, caught in fasten my painter to the tiller to tow me, for there was no room aboard. I had recovered from my hysterical phase by this time, and answered his hail as he approached, bravely enough. I told him the dinghy was nearly swamped, and he reached me a-piggin. I was jerked back as the rope tightened between the boats. For some time I was busy bailing. It was not until I had got the water under, for the water and the dinghy had been shipped. The boat was perfectly sound, that I had leisure to look at the people in the launch again. The white-haired man I found was still regarding me steadfastly, but with an expression, as I now fancied, of some perplexity. When my eyes met his he looked down at the stag-hound that sat between his knees. He was a powerfully built man, as I have said, with a fine forehead and rather heavy features. But his eyes had that odd drooping of the skin above the lids which often comes with advancing years, and the fall of his mouth at the corners gave him an expression of pugnacious resolution. He talked to Montgomery in a tone too low for me to hear. From him my eyes traveled to his three men, and a strange crew they were. I saw only their faces, yet there were something in their faces I knew not what, that gave me a queer spasm of disgust. I looked steadily at them, and the impression did not pass, though I failed to see what had occasioned it. They seemed to me, then, to be brown men, but their limbs were oddly swathed in some thin, dirty white stuff, down even to the fingers and feet. I've never seen men so wrapped up before, and women, so only in the east. They wore turbines too, and their underpeared out their elfin faces at me, faces with protruding lower jaws and bright eyes. They had length black hair, almost like horse hair, and seemed as they sat to exceed in stature any race of men I have seen. The white-haired man, whom I knew was a good six feet in height, sat to head below any one of the three. I found afterwards that really none were taller than myself, but their bodies were abnormally long, and the thigh part of the leg short and curiously twisted. At any rate they were an amazingly ugly gang, and over the heads of them, under the forward lug, peered the black face of the man whose eyes were luminous in the dark. As I stared at them, they met my gaze, and then first one and then another turned away from my direct stare, and looked at me in an odd, furtive manner. It occurred to me that I was perhaps annoying them, and I turned my attention to the island we were approaching. It was low and covered with vegetation, chiefly a kind of palm that was new to me, from one point a thin white thread of vapor rose slantingly to an immense height, and then frayed out like a down feather. We were now within the embrace of a broad bay, flanked on either hand by a low promontory. The beach was of dull grey sand and sloped steeply up to a ridge, perhaps sixty or seventy feet above the sea level, and regularly sat with trees and undergrowth. Halfway up was a square enclosure of some greyish stone, which I found subsequently was built partly of coral and partly of pumicious lava. Two thatched roofs peeped from within this enclosure. A man stood awaiting us at the water's edge. I fancied while we were still far off that I saw some other and very grotesque-looking creatures scuttle into the bushes upon the slope. But I saw nothing of these as we drew nearer. This man was of a moderate size, and with a black, knee-groid face. He had a large, almost lippless mouth, extraordinary lank arms, long, thin feet, and bow legs, and stood with his heavy face thrust forward, staring at us. He was dressed like Montgomery and his white-haired companion, in jacket and trousers of blue surge. As we came still nearer, this individual began to run to and fro on the beach, making the most grotesque movements. At a word of command for Montgomery, the four men in the launch sprang up, and with singularly awkward gestures struck the lugs. Montgomery steered us round into a narrow little dock excavated into the beach. Then the man on the beach hastened towards us. This dock, as I call it, was really a mere ditch just long enough at this phase of the tide to take the long boat. I heard the boughs ground in the sand, staved the dinghy off the rudder of the big boat with my piggin, and freeing the painter, landed. The three muffled men, with the clumsiest movements, scrambled out upon the sand, and forthwith set to landing the cargo, assisted by the man on the beach. I was struck especially by the curious movements of the legs of the three swathed and bandaged boatmen. Not stiff they were, but distorted in some odd way, almost as if they were jointed in the wrong place. The dogs were still snarling and strained at their chains after these men, as the white-haired man landed with them. The three big fellows spoke to one another in odd guttural tones, and the man who had waited for us on the beach began chattering to them excitedly, a foreign language as I fancied, as they laid hands on some bales piled near the stern. Somewhere I had heard such a voice before, and I could not think where. The white-haired man stood, holding in a tumult of six dogs, and bawling orders over their din. Montgomery, having unshipped the rudder, landed likewise, and all set to work at unloading. I was too faint, what with my long fast and the sun beating down on my bare head to offer any assistance. Presently the white-haired man seemed to recollect my presence, and came up to me. "You look," said he, as though you had scarcely prefaced it. His little eyes were a brilliant black under his heavy brows. "I must apologize for that. Now you are our guest. We must make you comfortable. Though you are uninvited, you know." He looked keenly into my face. "Munt Montgomery says you are an educated man, Mr. Brindick, says you know something of science. May I ask what that signifies?" I told him I had spent some years at the Royal College of Science, and had done some researches in biology under Huxley. He raised his eyebrows slightly at that. "That alters the case, a little, Mr. Brindick," he said, with a trifle more respect in his manner. As it happens, we are biologists here. This is a biological station of a sort. His eyes rested on the men in white who were busily hauling the puma on rollers towards the walled yard. "I, and Montgomery, at least," he added. "Then, when you will be able to get away, I can't say, we are off the track to anywhere. We see a ship once in a twelve-month or so." He laughed me abruptly and went up the beach past this group, and I think entered the enclosure. The other two men were with Montgomery, erecting a pile of smaller packages on a low-wheeled truck. The llama was still on the launch with the rabbit-hutches. The stag-hounds were still lashed to the thwarts. The pile of things completed, all three men laid hold of the truck and began shoving the ton weight or so upon it after the puma. Presently Montgomery left them, and coming back to me held out his hand. "I'm glad," said he, "for my own part, that Captain was a thilly-ath. He'd have made things lively for you." "It was you," said I, "that saved me again." 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