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Beast from Air
"What’sthematter?"
Ralphturned.
"Why?"
"Youwerelooking—Idon’tknowwhy."
"There’snosignalnow.Nothingtoshow."
"You’renutsonthesignal."
Thetautbluehorizonencircledthem,brokenonlybythemountain-top.
"That’sallwe’vegot."
Heleanedhisspearagainsttherockingstoneandpushedbacktwohandfulsofhair.
"We’llhavetogobackandclimbthemountain.That’swheretheysawthebeast."
"Thebeastwon’tbethere."
"Whatelsecanwedo?"
Theothers,waitinginthegrass,sawJackandRalphunharmedandbrokecoverintothesunlight.Theyforgotthebeastintheexcitementofexploration.Theyswarmedacrossthebridgeandsoonwereclimbingandshouting.Ralphstoodnow,onehandagainstanenormousredblock,ablocklargeasamillwheelthathadbeensplitoffandhung,tottering.Somberlyhewatchedthemountain.
