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Beast from Air
Ralphpartedthescreenofgrassandlookedout.Therewereonlyafewmoreyardsofstonygroundandthenthetwosidesoftheislandcamealmosttogethersothatoneexpectedapeakofheadland.Butinsteadofthisanarrowledgeofrock,afewyardswideandperhapsfifteenlong,continuedtheislandoutintothesea.Therelayanotherofthosepiecesofpinksquarenessthatunderlaythestructureoftheisland.Thissideofthecastle,perhapsahundredfeethigh,wasthepinkbastiontheyhadseenfromthemountain-top.Therockofthecliffwassplitandthetoplitteredwithgreatlumpsthatseemedtototter.
BehindRalphthetallgrasshadfilledwithsilenthunters.RalphlookedatJack.
"You’reahunter."
Jackwentred.
"Iknow.Allright."
SomethingdeepinRalphspokeforhim.
"I’mchief.I’llgo.Don’targue."
Heturnedtotheothers.
"You.Hidehere.Waitforme."
Hefoundhisvoicetendedeithertodisappearortocomeouttooloud.HelookedatJack.
"Doyou—think?"
