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The Shell and the Glasses
Ralph’svoice,lowandstricken,stoppedPiggy’sgestures.Hebentdownandwaited.Ralph,cradlingtheconch,rockedhimselftoandfro.
"Don’tyouunderstand,Piggy?Thethingswedid—"
"Hemaystillbe—"
"No."
"P’rapshewasonlypretending—"
Piggy’svoicetrailedoffatthesightofRalph’sface.
"Youwereoutside.Outsidethecircle.Youneverreallycamein.Didn’tyouseewhatwe—whattheydid?"
Therewasloathing,andatthesametimeakindoffeverishexcitement,inhisvoice.
"Didn’tyousee,Piggy?"
"Notallthatwell.Ionlygotoneeyenow.Yououghttoknowthat,Ralph."
Ralphcontinuedtorocktoandfro.
"Itwasanaccident,"saidPiggysuddenly,"that’swhatitwas.Anaccident."Hisvoiceshrilledagain."Cominginthedark—hehadn’tnobusinesscrawlinglikethatoutofthedark.Hewasbatty.Heaskedforit."Hegesticulatedwidelyagain."Itwasanaccident."
"Youdidn’tseewhattheydid—"
"Look,Ralph.Wegottoforgetthis.Wecan’tdonogoodthinkingaboutit,see?"
