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The Sound of the Shell
"Whatonearthareyoutalkingabout?"
"AboutbeingcalledPiggy.IsaidIdidn’tcareaslongastheydidn’tcallmePiggy;an’Isaidnottotellandthenyouwentan’saidstraightout—"
Stillnessdescendedonthem.Ralph,lookingwithmoreunderstandingatPiggy,sawthathewashurtandcrushed.Hehoveredbetweenthetwocoursesofapologyorfurtherinsult.
"BetterPiggythanFatty,"hesaidatlast,withthedirectnessofgenuineleadership,"andanyway,I’msorryifyoufeellikethat.Nowgoback,Piggy,andtakenames.That’syourjob.Solong."
Heturnedandracedaftertheothertwo.Piggystoodandtheroseofindignationfadedslowlyfromhischeeks.Hewentbacktotheplatform.
Thethreeboyswalkedbrisklyonthesand.Thetidewaslowandtherewasastripofweed-strewnbeachthatwasalmostasfirmasaroad.Akindofglamourwasspreadoverthemandthesceneandtheywereconsciousoftheglamourandmadehappybyit.Theyturnedtoeachother,laughingexcitedly,talking,notlistening.Theairwasbright.Ralph,facedbythetaskoftranslatingallthisintoanexplanation,stoodonhisheadandfellover.Whentheyhaddonelaughing,SimonstrokedRalph’sarmshyly;andtheyhadtolaughagain.
"Comeon,"saidJackpresently,"we’reexplorers."
"We’llgototheendoftheisland,"saidRalph,"andlookroundthecorner."
"Ifitisanisland—"
