Повелитель мух
A View to a Death
"Where’sSamneric?"
"AndBill?"
Piggypointedbeyondtheplatform.
"That’swherethey’vegone.Jack’sparty."
"Letthemgo,"saidRalph,uneasily,"Idon’tcare."
"Justforsomemeat—"
"Andforhunting,"saidRalph,wisely,"andforpretendingtobeatribe,andputtingonwar-paint."
PiggystirredthesandunderwateranddidnotlookatRalph.
"P’rapsweoughttogotoo."
RalphlookedathimquicklyandPiggyblushed.
"Imean—tomakesurenothinghappens."
Ralphsquirtedwateragain.
LongbeforeRalphandPiggycameupwithJack’slot,theycouldheartheparty.Therewasastretchofgrassinaplacewherethepalmsleftawidebandofturfbetweentheforestandtheshore.Justonestepdownfromtheedgeoftheturfwasthewhite,blownsandofabovehighwater,warm,dry,trodden.Belowthatagainwasarockthatstretchedawaytowardthelagoon.Beyondwasashortstretchofsandandthentheedgeofthewater.
