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Dr. Moreau's Island
I
do
not
propose
to
add
anything
to
what
has
already
been
written
concerning
the
loss
of
the
"
Lady
Vain
.
"
As
everyone
knows
,
she
collided
with
a
derelict
when
ten
days
out
from
Callao
.
The
longboat
,
with
seven
of
the
crew
,
was
picked
up
eighteen
days
after
by
H.
M.
gunboat
"
Myrtle
,
"
and
the
story
of
their
terrible
privations
has
become
quite
as
well
known
as
the
far
more
horrible
"
Medusa
"
case
.
But
I
have
to
add
to
the
published
story
of
the
"
Lady
Vain
"
another
,
possibly
as
horrible
and
far
stranger
.
It
has
hitherto
been
supposed
that
the
four
men
who
were
in
the
dingey
perished
,
but
this
is
incorrect
.
I
have
the
best
of
evidence
for
this
assertion
:
I
was
one
of
the
four
men
.
But
in
the
first
place
I
must
state
that
there
never
were
four
men
in
the
dingey
,
--
the
number
was
three
.
Constans
,
who
was
"
seen
by
the
captain
to
jump
into
the
gig
,
"
1
luckily
for
us
and
unluckily
for
himself
did
not
reach
us
.
He
came
down
out
of
the
tangle
of
ropes
under
the
stays
of
the
smashed
bowsprit
,
some
small
rope
caught
his
heel
as
he
let
go
,
and
he
hung
for
a
moment
head
downward
,
and
then
fell
and
struck
a
block
or
spar
floating
in
the
water
.
We
pulled
towards
him
,
but
he
never
came
up
.
1
Daily
News
,
March
17
,
1887
.
I
say
lucky
for
us
he
did
not
reach
us
,
and
I
might
almost
say
luckily
for
himself
;
for
we
had
only
a
small
breaker
of
water
and
some
soddened
ship
's
biscuits
with
us
,
so
sudden
had
been
the
alarm
,
so
unprepared
the
ship
for
any
disaster
.
We
thought
the
people
on
the
launch
would
be
better
provisioned
(
though
it
seems
they
were
not
)
,
and
we
tried
to
hail
them
.
They
could
not
have
heard
us
,
and
the
next
morning
when
the
drizzle
cleared
,
--
which
was
not
until
past
midday
,
--
we
could
see
nothing
of
them
.
We
could
not
stand
up
to
look
about
us
,
because
of
the
pitching
of
the
boat
.
The
two
other
men
who
had
escaped
so
far
with
me
were
a
man
named
Helmar
,
a
passenger
like
myself
,
and
a
seaman
whose
name
I
do
n't
know
,
--
a
short
sturdy
man
,
with
a
stammer
.
We
drifted
famishing
,
and
,
after
our
water
had
come
to
an
end
,
tormented
by
an
intolerable
thirst
,
for
eight
days
altogether
.
After
the
second
day
the
sea
subsided
slowly
to
a
glassy
calm
.
It
is
quite
impossible
for
the
ordinary
reader
to
imagine
those
eight
days
.
He
has
not
,
luckily
for
himself
,
anything
in
his
memory
to
imagine
with
.
After
the
first
day
we
said
little
to
one
another
,
and
lay
in
our
places
in
the
boat
and
stared
at
the
horizon
,
or
watched
,
with
eyes
that
grew
larger
and
more
haggard
every
day
,
the
misery
and
weakness
gaining
upon
our
companions
.
The
sun
became
pitiless
.
The
water
ended
on
the
fourth
day
,
and
we
were
already
thinking
strange
things
and
saying
them
with
our
eyes
;
but
it
was
,
I
think
,
the
sixth
before
Helmar
gave
voice
to
the
thing
we
had
all
been
thinking
.
I
remember
our
voices
were
dry
and
thin
,
so
that
we
bent
towards
one
another
and
spared
our
words
.
I
stood
out
against
it
with
all
my
might
,
was
rather
for
scuttling
the
boat
and
perishing
together
among
the
sharks
that
followed
us
;
but
when
Helmar
said
that
if
his
proposal
was
accepted
we
should
have
drink
,
the
sailor
came
round
to
him
.
I
would
not
draw
lots
however
,
and
in
the
night
the
sailor
whispered
to
Helmar
again
and
again
,
and
I
sat
in
the
bows
with
my
clasp-knife
in
my
hand
,
though
I
doubt
if
I
had
the
stuff
in
me
to
fight
;
and
in
the
morning
I
agreed
to
Helmar
's
proposal
,
and
we
handed
halfpence
to
find
the
odd
man
.
The
lot
fell
upon
the
sailor
;
but
he
was
the
strongest
of
us
and
would
not
abide
by
it
,
and
attacked
Helmar
with
his
hands
.
They
grappled
together
and
almost
stood
up
.
I
crawled
along
the
boat
to
them
,
intending
to
help
Helmar
by
grasping
the
sailor
's
leg
;
but
the
sailor
stumbled
with
the
swaying
of
the
boat
,
and
the
two
fell
upon
the
gunwale
and
rolled
overboard
together
.
They
sank
like
stones
.
I
remember
laughing
at
that
,
and
wondering
why
I
laughed
.
The
laugh
caught
me
suddenly
like
a
thing
from
without
.
I
lay
across
one
of
the
thwarts
for
I
know
not
how
long
,
thinking
that
if
I
had
the
strength
I
would
drink
sea-water
and
madden
myself
to
die
quickly
.
And
even
as
I
lay
there
I
saw
,
with
no
more
interest
than
if
it
had
been
a
picture
,
a
sail
come
up
towards
me
over
the
sky-line
.
My
mind
must
have
been
wandering
,
and
yet
I
remember
all
that
happened
,
quite
distinctly
I
remember
how
my
head
swayed
with
the
seas
,
and
the
horizon
with
the
sail
above
it
danced
up
and
down
;
but
I
also
remember
as
distinctly
that
I
had
a
persuasion
that
I
was
dead
,
and
that
I
thought
what
a
jest
it
was
that
they
should
come
too
late
by
such
a
little
to
catch
me
in
my
body
.
