Повелитель мух
A View to a Death
"Givemeadrink."
Henrybroughthimashellandhedrank,watchingPiggyandRalphoverthejaggedrim.Powerlayinthebrownswellofhisforearms:authoritysatonhisshoulderandchatteredinhisearlikeanape.
"Allsitdown."
TheboysrangedthemselvesinrowsonthegrassbeforehimbutRalphandPiggystayedafootlower,standingonthesoftsand.Jackignoredthemforthemoment,turnedhismaskdowntotheseatedboysandpointedatthemwiththespear."Allsitdown.""Who’sgoingtojoinmytribe?"
Ralphmadeasuddenmovementthatbecameastumble.Someoftheboysturnedtowardhim.
"Igaveyoufood,"saidJack,"andmyhunterswillprotectyoufromthebeast.Whowilljoinmytribe?"
"I’mchief,"saidRalph,"becauseyouchoseme.Andweweregoingtokeepthefiregoing.Nowyourunafterfood—"
"Youranyourself!"shoutedJack."Lookatthatboneinyourhands!"
Ralphwentcrimson.
"Isaidyouwerehunters.Thatwasyourjob."
Jackignoredhimagain.
"Who’lljoinmytribeandhavefun?"
