Повелитель мух
The Shell and the Glasses
Ralph’sheadprickled.Thesoundofhisblooddrownedallelseandthensubsided.
"Istillcan’thearanything."
"Listen.Listenforalongtime."
Quiteclearlyandemphatically,andonlyayardorsoawayfromthebackoftheshelter,astickcracked.ThebloodroaredagaininRalph’sears,confusedimageschasedeachotherthroughhismind.Acompositeofthesethingswasprowlingroundtheshelters.HecouldfeelPiggy’sheadagainsthisshoulderandtheconvulsivegripofahand.
"Ralph!Ralph!"
"Shutupandlisten."
Desperately,Ralphprayedthatthebeastwouldpreferlittluns.
Avoicewhisperedhorriblyoutside.
"Piggy—Piggy—"
"It’scome!"gaspedPiggy."It’sreal!"
HeclungtoRalphandreachedtogethisbreath.
"Piggy,comeoutside.Iwantyou,Piggy."
Ralph’smouthwasagainstPiggy’sear.
"Don’tsayanything."
"Piggy—whereareyou,Piggy?"
