Part 3, Chapter 15: The Man of the Island

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​​​⁠From the side of the hill, which was here steep and stony, a spout of gravel was dislodged and fell rattling and bounding through the trees. My eyes turned instinctively in that direction, and I saw a figure leap with great rapidity behind the trunk of a pine. What it was, whether bear or man or monkey, I could in no wise tell. It seemed dark and shaggy; more I knew not. But the terror of this new