For just as the body swung round to the current the face and the
exposed chest turned full towards us, and showed plainly how the skin
and flesh were indented with small hollows, beautifully formed, and
exactly similar in shape and kind to the sand-funnels that we had found
all over the island.
“Their mark!” I heard my companion mutter under his breath. “Their
awful mark!”
And when I turned my eyes again from his ghastly face to the river, the
current had done its work, and the body had been swept away into
mid-stream and was already beyond our reach and almost out of sight,
turning over and over on the waves like an otter.