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Castle Rock
Surprisingly,therewassilencenow;thetribewerecurioustohearwhatamusingthinghemighthavetosay.
Silenceandpause;butinthesilenceacuriousair-noise,closebyRalph’shead.Hegaveithalfhisattention—andthereitwasagain;afaint"Zup!"Someonewasthrowingstones:Rogerwasdroppingthem,hisonehandstillonthelever.Belowhim,RalphwasashockofhairandPiggyabagoffat.
"Igotthistosay.You’reactinglikeacrowdofkids."ThebooingroseanddiedagainasPiggyliftedthewhite,magicshell.
"Whichisbetter—tobeapackofpaintedIndianslikeyouare,ortobesensiblelikeRalphis?"
Agreatclamorroseamongthesavages.Piggyshoutedagain.
"Whichisbetter—tohaverulesandagree,ortohuntandkill?"
Againtheclamorandagain—"Zup!"
Ralphshoutedagainstthenoise.
"Whichisbetter,lawandrescue,orhuntingandbreakingthingsup?"
NowJackwasyellingtooandRalphcouldnolongermakehimselfheard.Jackhadbackedrightagainstthetribeandtheywereasolidmassofmenacethatbristledwithspears.Theintentionofachargewasformingamongthem;theywereworkinguptoitandtheneckwouldbesweptclear.Ralphstoodfacingthem,alittletooneside,hisspearready.ByhimstoodPiggystillholdingoutthetalisman,thefragile,shiningbeautyoftheshell.
