The Island of Doctor Moreau.
you think that excuses his assaulting his passengers?”
“My ship,” began the captain, waving his hand unsteadily towards the cages, “was a clean ship. Look at it now!” It was certainly anything but clean. “Crew,” continued the captain, “clean, respectable crew.”
“You agreed to take the beasts.”
“I wish I‘d never set eyes on your infernal island. What the devil—want beasts for on an island like that? Then, that man of yours—understood he was a man. He‘s a lunatic; and he hadn’t no business aft. Do you think the whole damned ship belongs to you?”
“Your sailors began to haze the poor devil as soon as he came aboard.”
“That‘s just what he is—he‘s a devil! an ugly devil! My men can‘t stand him. I can‘t stand him. None of us can’t stand him. Nor you either!”
Montgomery turned away. “You leave that man alone, anyhow,” he said, nodding his head as he spoke.
But the captain meant to quarrel now. He raised his voice. “If he comes this end of the
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