Повелитель мух
Gift for the Darkness
Theothersnoddedinperfectcomprehension.Therewouldbenoneedtogonear.
"We’llbuildthefirenow."
Thegreatestideasarethesimplest.Nowtherewassomethingtobedonetheyworkedwithpassion.PiggywassofullofdelightandexpandinglibertyinJack’sdeparture,sofullofprideinhiscontributiontothegoodofsociety,thathehelpedtofetchwood.Thewoodhefetchedwascloseathand,afallentreeontheplatformthattheydidnotneedfortheassembly,yettotheothersthesanctityoftheplatformhadprotectedevenwhatwasuselessthere.Thenthetwinsrealizedtheywouldhaveafirenearthemasacomfortinthenightandthissetafewlittlunsdancingandclappinghands.
Thewoodwasnotsodryasthefueltheyhadusedonthemountain.Muchofitwasdamplyrottenandfullofinsectsthatscurried;logshadtobeliftedfromthesoilwithcareortheycrumbledintosoddenpowder.Morethanthis,inordertoavoidgoingdeepintotheforesttheboysworkednearathandonanyfallenwoodnomatterhowtangledwithnewgrowth.Theskirtsoftheforestandthescarwerefamiliar,neartheconchandthesheltersandsufficientlyfriendlyindaylight.Whattheymightbecomeindarknessnobodycaredtothink.Theyworkedthereforewithgreatenergyandcheerfulness,thoughastimecreptbytherewasasuggestionofpanicintheenergyandhysteriainthecheerfulness.Theybuiltapyramidofleavesandtwigs,branchesandlogs,onthebaresandbytheplatform.Forthefirsttimeontheisland,Piggyhimselfremovedhisoneglass,kneltdownandfocusedthesunontinder.Soontherewasaceilingofsmokeandabushofyellowflame.
