Повелитель мух
Shadows and Tall Trees
"Therewon’tbeenoughlight."
"Idon’tmindgoing,"saidJackhotly."I’llgowhenwegetthere.Won’tyou?WouldyourathergobacktothesheltersandtellPiggy?"
NowitwasRalph’sturntoflushbuthespokedespairingly,outofthenewunderstandingthatPiggyhadgivenhim.
"Whydoyouhateme?"
Theboysstirreduneasily,asthoughsomethingindecenthadbeensaid.Thesilencelengthened.
Ralph,stillhotandhurt,turnedawayfirst.
"Comeon."
Heledthewayandsethimselfasbyrighttohackatthetangles.Jackbroughtuptherear,displacedandbrooding.
Thepig-trackwasadarktunnel,forthesunwasslidingquicklytowardtheedgeoftheworldandintheforestshadowswereneverfartoseek.Thetrackwasbroadandbeatenandtheyranalongataswifttrot.Thentheroofofleavesbrokeupandtheyhalted,breathingquickly,lookingatthefewstarsthatprickedroundtheheadofthemountain.
"Thereyouare."
Theboyspeeredateachotherdoubtfully.Ralphmadeadecision.
"We’llgostraightacrosstotheplatformandclimbtomorrow."
