Повелитель мух
Fire on the Mountain
Allthreeofthemtriedtoconveythesenseofthepinklivethingstrugglinginthecreepers.
"Wesaw—"
"Squealing—"
"Itbrokeaway—"
"BeforeIcouldkillit—but—nexttime!"
Jackslammedhisknifeintoatrunkandlookedroundchallengingly.
Themeetingsettleddownagain.
"Soyousee,"saidRalph,"Weneedhunterstogetusmeat.Andanotherthing."
Heliftedtheshellonhiskneesandlookedroundthesun-slashedfaces.
"Therearen’tanygrownups.Weshallhavetolookafterourselves."
Themeetinghummedandwassilent.
"Andanotherthing.Wecan’thaveeverybodytalkingatonce.We’llhavetohave’Handsup’likeatschool."
Heheldtheconchbeforehisfaceandglancedroundthemouth.
"ThenI’llgivehimtheconch."
"Conch?"
"That’swhatthisshell’scalled.I’llgivetheconchtothenextpersontospeak.Hecanholditwhenhe’sspeaking."
