Повелитель мух
A View to a Death
Therewasablinkofbrightlightbeyondtheforestandthethunderexplodedagainsothatalittlunstartedtowhine.Bigdropsofrainfellamongthemmakingindividualsoundswhentheystruck.
"Goingtobeastorm,"saidRalph,"andyou’llhaverainlikewhenwedroppedhere.Who’sclevernow?Whereareyourshelters?Whatareyougoingtodoaboutthat?"
Thehunterswerelookinguneasilyatthesky,flinchingfromthestrokeofthedrops.Awaveofrestlessnesssettheboysswayingandmovingaimlessly.Theflickeringlightbecamebrighterandtheblowsofthethunderwereonlyjustbearable.Thelittlunsbegantorunabout,screaming.
Jackleaptontothesand.
"Doourdance!Comeon!Dance!"
Heranstumblingthroughthethicksandtotheopenspaceofrockbeyondthefire.Betweentheflashesoflightningtheairwasdarkandterrible;andtheboysfollowedhim,clamorously.Rogerbecamethepig,gruntingandchargingatJack,whoside-stepped.Thehunterstooktheirspears,thecookstookspits,andtherestclubsoffirewood.Acirclingmovementdevelopedandachant.WhileRogermimedtheterrorofthepig,thelittlunsranandjumpedontheoutsideofthecircle.PiggyandRalph,underthethreatofthesky,foundthemselveseagertotakeaplaceinthisdementedbutpartlysecuresociety.Theyweregladtotouchthebrownbacksofthefencethathemmedintheterrorandmadeitgovernable.
"_Killthebeast!Cuthisthroat!Spillhisblood!_"
