The Island of Doctor Moreau by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells
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he said.
He put out a strangely distorted talon and gripped my fingers. The thing was almost like the hoof of a deer produced into claws. I could have yelled with surprise and pain. His face came forward and peered at my nails, came forward into the light of the opening of the hut and I saw with a quivering disgust that it was like the face of neither man nor beast, but a mere shock of grey hair, with three shadowy over-archings to mark the eyes and mouth. "He has little nails," said this grisly creature in his hairy beard. "It is well." He threw my hand down, and instinctively I gripped my stick. "Eat roots and herbs; it is His will," said the Ape-man. "I am the Sayer of the Law," said the grey figure. "Here come all that be new to learn the Law. I sit in the darkness and say the Law." "It is even so," said one of the beasts in the doorway. "Evil are the punishments of those who break the Law. None escape." "None escape," said the Beast Folk, glancing furtively at one another. "None, none," said the Ape-man,--"none escape. See! I did a little thing, |
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