Black Moon Page #3

- How can you treat Kala that way?

- You refuse to leave as you promised!

You know that no natives except the

servants are allowed into the house!

He's a holy man! A priest!

Their leader!

He's above any servant!

I've known him since I was a child!

Let him stay in the hills

where he belongs!

If I find him in this house again,

I'll have him whipped!

Then maybe you will have trouble

next week...

...during the full moon.

It's my affair!

There goes the schooner we were

supposed to have sailed on.

There's something going on

under the surface...

I don't like the looks of things around

here, Anna. I don't like it at all.

That Macklin murder is tied in with it

somewhere.

What does Mrs. Lane say about it,

or the doctor?

Nothing.

I wish Mr. Lane were here!

He will be.

I've just sent him a wireless asking

him to come.

Oh Anna, Anna!

Look what I can do!

Nancy!

How many times have I told you to

stay with me?

You leave such things alone!

You mind your own business!

Don't, Anna!

You must be more careful.

Now listen, sweetheart...

You run into the house like a good

little girl...

...and Gail will be here in a minute.

- Will you play house with me?

- Yes, I'll play house with you.

And I'll be your little girl!

Alright, run along now.

The idea!

Giving her knives to play with!

She might have cut her foot off!

That old woman! Following her around

like she was the child's nurse and not me!

Yes, Anna. I know.

Mrs. Lane, excuse me...

- Could I talk to you?

- Well...

I'm worried about Nance. That woman

Ruva has been following her around.

She gave her one of those native

knives to play with!

You're being perfectly absurd!

- If anything should happen to her...

- What could happen to her?

Well, nothing. That is if we had sailed

on that schooner this morning.

You can leave any time you want to!

As a matter of fact, when the schooner

returns Mr. Lane will be on it!

- What? - I've sent him a wireless

urging him to come.

How dare you without consulting me?

The wireless operator!

- Good afternoon, sir!

Enjoying your trip? - You bet!

Where are you from?

Georgia, sir.

My name's 'Lunch' McClaren.

From Augusta.

- What are you doing way down here?

- Georgia got a little too small for me.

What kind of an island is

San Christopher?

Oh, a nice island.

Gotta learn to like it though.

Same thing all the time.

Same thing gets tiresome all the time.

I got a good job.

I runs my boat and...

...good eating.

Store-bought clothes once in a while.

Got a nice little gal too!

- 'Course she's a monkey-chaser.

- Monkey-chaser?

What's a monkey-chaser?

Just a nickname they give the n*ggers

down there.

The natives are like coconuts,

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