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Gift for the Darkness
Herememberedthepanicflightdownthemountainside."Idon’tthinkwe’deverfightathingthatsize,honestly,youknow.We’dtalkbutwewouldn’tfightatiger.We’dhide.EvenJack’udhide."
Jackstilllookedatthesand.
"Whataboutmyhunters?"
Simoncamestealingoutoftheshadowsbytheshelters.RalphignoredJack’squestion.Hepointedtothetouchofyellowabovethesea.
"Aslongasthere’slightwe’rebraveenough.Butthen?Andnowthatthingsquatsbythefireasthoughitdidn’twantustoberescued—"
Hewastwistinghishandsnow,unconsciously.Hisvoicerose.
"Sowecan’thaveasignalfire....We’rebeaten."
Apointofgoldappearedabovetheseaandatoncealltheskylightened.
"Whataboutmyhunters?"
"Boysarmedwithsticks."
Jackgottohisfeet.Hisfacewasredashemarchedaway.PiggyputonhisoneglassandlookedatRalph.
"Nowyoudoneit.Youbeenrudeabouthishunters."
"Ohshutup!"
