Повелитель мух
Gift for the Darkness
Thesoundoftheinexpertlyblownconchinterruptedthem.Asthoughhewereserenadingtherisingsun,Jackwentonblowingtilltheshelterswereastirandthehunterscrepttotheplatformandthelittlunswhimperedasnowtheysofrequentlydid.Ralphroseobediently,andPiggy,andtheywenttotheplatform.
"Talk,"saidRalphbitterly,"talk,talk,talk."
HetooktheconchfromJack.
"Thismeeting—"
Jackinterruptedhim.
"Icalledit."
"Ifyouhadn’tcalleditIshouldhave.Youjustblewtheconch."
"Well,isn’tthatcallingit?"
"Oh,takeit!Goon—talk!"
RalphthrusttheconchintoJack’sarmsandsatdownonthetrunk.
"I’vecalledanassembly,"saidJack,"becauseofalotofthings.First,youknownow,we’veseenthebeast.Wecrawledup.Wewereonlyafewfeetaway.Thebeastsatupandlookedatus.Idon’tknowwhatitdoes.Wedon’tevenknowwhatitis—"
"Thebeastcomesoutofthesea—"
"Outofthedark—"
