He glanced up at the hourglass hanging from the deck above his head. Schreuder braced himself and then, with a round-arm swing, hurled theupper half of Ahmed's dripping, dismembered corpse ahead of him intothe path of the crocodile's flailing charge. The sea rushed in through hertorn belly. It was the sound of all the devils of hell, a monstrous roaring andgrunting that stilled all lesser creation, rolled against the hills andcame back to them in a hundred echoes.
He had wondered how long it would take thisgreat hog to come round to this way of thinking, and he had long agoprepared his answer. Then it died away again. See where her whip and spurs have cut you. The roaring and grinding of rock rose in a deafening crescendo.
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