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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Island of Doctor Moreau by H. G. Wells: between him and the three dim creatures who followed.
I went to the doorway. They were already indistinct in the mist
of the moonlight before Montgomery halted. I saw him administer
a dose of the raw brandy to M'ling, and saw the five figures melt
into one vague patch.
"Sing!" I heard Montgomery shout,--"sing all together, `Confound
old Prendick!' That's right; now again, `Confound old Prendick!'"
The black group broke up into five separate figures,
and wound slowly away from me along the band of shining beach.
Each went howling at his own sweet will, yelping insults at me,
or giving whatever other vent this new inspiration of brandy demanded.
The Island of Doctor Moreau | 
