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Painted Faces and Long Hair
Jackhadmeanttoleavehimindoubt,asanassertionofpower;butPiggybyadvertisinghisomissionmademorecrueltynecessary.
"Youdidn’thunt."
"NomoredidRalph,"saidPiggywetly,"norSimon."Heamplified."Thereisn’tmorethanaha’porthofmeatinacrab."
Ralphstirreduneasily.Simon,sittingbetweenthetwinsandPiggy,wipedhismouthandshovedhispieceofmeatovertherockstoPiggy,whograbbedit.ThetwinsgiggledandSimonloweredhisfaceinshame.
ThenJackleapttohisfeet,slashedoffagreathunkofmeat,andflungitdownatSimon’sfeet.
"Eat!Damnyou!"
HeglaredatSimon.
"Takeit!"
Hespunonhisheel,centerofabewilderedcircleofboys.
"Igotyoumeat!"
Numberlessandinexpressiblefrustrationscombinedtomakehisrageelementalandawe-inspiring.
"Ipaintedmyface—Istoleup.Nowyoueat—allofyou—andI—"
Slowlythesilenceonthemountain-topdeepenedtilltheclickofthefireandthesofthissofroastingmeatcouldbeheardclearly.
