Повелитель мух
A View to a Death
"Mindmyspecs,"saidPiggy."IfIgetwaterontheglassIgottogetoutandclean’em."
Ralphsquirtedagainandmissed.HelaughedatPiggy,expectinghimtoretiremeeklyasusualandinpainedsilence.Instead,Piggybeatthewaterwithhishands.
"Stopit!"heshouted."D’youhear?"
FuriouslyhedrovethewaterintoRalph’sface.
"Allright,allright,"saidRalph."Keepyourhairon."
Piggystoppedbeatingthewater.
"Igotapaininmyhead.Iwishtheairwascooler."
"Iwishtherainwouldcome."
"Iwishwecouldgohome."
Piggylaybackagainsttheslopingsandsideofthepool.Hisstomachprotrudedandthewaterdriedonit.Ralphsquintedupatthesky.Onecouldguessatthemovementofthesunbytheprogressofalightpatchamongtheclouds.Hekneltinthewaterandlookedround.
"Where’severybody?"
Piggysatup.
"P’rapsthey’relyingintheshelter."
