Повелитель мух
The Shell and the Glasses
"What’sthematter?"
"Jus’atoothloose."
Piggydrewuphislegs.
"Youallright,Piggy?"
"Ithoughttheywantedtheconch."
Ralphtrotteddownthepalebeachandjumpedontotheplatform.Theconchstillglimmeredbythechief’sseat.Hegazedforamomentortwo,thenwentbacktoPiggy.
"Theydidn’ttaketheconch."
"Iknow.Theydidn’tcomefortheconch.Theycameforsomethingelse.Ralph—whatamIgoingtodo?"
Faroffalongthebowstaveofbeach,threefigurestrottedtowardtheCastleRock.Theykeptawayfromtheforestanddownbythewater.Occasionallytheysangsoftly;occasionallytheyturnedcartwheelsdownbythemovingstreakofphosphorescence.Thechiefledthen,trottingsteadily,exultinginhisachievement.Hewasachiefnowintruth;andhemadestabbingmotionswithhisspear.FromhislefthanddangledPiggy’sbrokenglasses.
