Повелитель мух
Gift for the Darkness
"Isaidwecouldalldowithoutacertainperson.NowIsaywegottodecideonwhatcanbedone.AndIthinkIcouldtellyouwhatRalph’sgoingtosaynext.Themostimportantthingontheislandisthesmokeandyoucan’thavenosmokewithoutafire."
Ralphmadearestlessmovement.
"Nogo,Piggy.We’vegotnofire.Thatthingsitsupthere—we’llhavetostayhere."
Piggyliftedtheconchasthoughtoaddpowertohisnextwords.
"Wegotnofireonthemountain.Butwhat’swrongwithafiredownhere?Afirecouldbebuiltonthemrocks.Onthesand,even.We’dmakesmokejustthesame."
"That’sright!"
"Smoke!"
"Bythebathingpool!"
Theboysbegantobabble.OnlyPiggycouldhavetheintellectualdaringtosuggestmovingthefirefromthemountain.
"Sowe’llhavethefiredownhere,"saidRalph.Helookedabouthim."Wecanbuilditjustherebetweenthebathingpoolandtheplatform.Ofcourse—"
Hebrokeoff,frowning,thinkingthethingout,unconsciouslytuggingatthestubofanailwithhisteeth.
"Ofcoursethesmokewon’tshowsomuch,notbeseensofaraway.Butweneedn’tgonear,nearthe—"
