An Island Called Moreau
“She sidled into my room with a tray and would, I believe, have slunk out without speaking had I not called to her. Her heavy head came over her shoulder and she regarded me with those smoldering feline eyes.
“Bella, will you tell your Master that I wish to speak to him? I wish him to send a message by radio and then I intend to quit his establishment. I will stay in the village until my relief party comes. Tell him that.”
“You no like this place?”
“Do you, Bella?”
She considered the question, l...ooking down at the floor. At last, she said, “You Four Legs Long but you no like see me get whip last yest’day.”
“Tell Master what I say, Bella—he won’t whip you.”
“You no got whip.”
She went. You no got whip! was that her way of commending me, or did she speak contemptuously? Was she telling me to mind my own business? I had no idea.
When the Master came, rolling quickly up in his self-propelled chair, I was awaiting him. I held out a sheet of paper.
“Here’s a signal to ASASC HQ, informing them that I am alive and stating my whereabouts.MoreLess
“Bella, will you tell your Master that I wish to speak to him? I wish him to send a message by radio and then I intend to quit his establishment. I will stay in the village until my relief party comes. Tell him that.”
“You no like this place?”
“Do you, Bella?”
She considered the question, l...ooking down at the floor. At last, she said, “You Four Legs Long but you no like see me get whip last yest’day.”
“Tell Master what I say, Bella—he won’t whip you.”
“You no got whip.”
She went. You no got whip! was that her way of commending me, or did she speak contemptuously? Was she telling me to mind my own business? I had no idea.
When the Master came, rolling quickly up in his self-propelled chair, I was awaiting him. I held out a sheet of paper.
“Here’s a signal to ASASC HQ, informing them that I am alive and stating my whereabouts.MoreLess
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