Повелитель мух
Gift for the Darkness
Hewashappyandworethedampdarknessoftheforestlikehisoldclothes.Hecreptdownaslopetorocksandscatteredtreesbythesea.
Thepigslay,bloatedbagsoffat,sensuouslyenjoyingtheshadowsunderthetrees.Therewasnowindandtheywereunsuspicious;andpracticehadmadeJacksilentastheshadows.Hestoleawayagainandinstructedhishiddenhunters.Presentlytheyallbegantoinchforwardsweatinginthesilenceandheat.Underthetreesanearflappedidly.Alittleapartfromtherest,sunkindeepmaternalbliss,laythelargestsowofthelot.Shewasblackandpink;andthegreatbladderofherbellywasfringedwitharowofpigletsthatsleptorburrowedandsqueaked.
FifteenyardsfromthedroveJackstopped,andhisarm,straightening,pointedatthesow.Helookedroundininquirytomakesurethateveryoneunderstoodandtheotherboysnoddedathim.Therowofrightarmsslidback.
"Now!"
Thedroveofpigsstartedup;andatarangeofonlytenyardsthewoodenspearswithfire-hardenedpointsflewtowardthechosenpig.Onepiglet,withadementedshriek,rushedintotheseatrailingRoger’sspearbehindit.Thesowgaveagaspingsquealandstaggeredup,withtwospearsstickinginherfatflank.Theboysshoutedandrushedforward,thepigletsscatteredandthesowbursttheadvancinglineandwentcrashingawaythroughtheforest.
"Afterher!"
Theyracedalongthepig-track,buttheforestwastoodarkandtangledsothatJack,cursing,stoppedthemandcastamongthetrees.
