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Fire on the Mountain
Hestoodnow,warpedoutoftheperpendicularbythefiercelightofpublicity,andheboredintothecoarsegrasswithonetoe.Hewasmutteringandabouttocry.
Theotherlittleboys,whisperingbutserious,pushedhimtowardRalph.
"Allright,"saidRalph,"comeonthen."
Thesmallboylookedroundinpanic.
"Speakup!"
Thesmallboyheldouthishandsfortheconchandtheassemblyshoutedwithlaughter;atoncehesnatchedbackhishandsandstartedtocry.
"Lethimhavetheconch!"shoutedPiggy."Lethimhaveit!"
AtlastRalphinducedhimtoholdtheshellbutbythentheblowoflaughterhadtakenawaythechild’svoice.Piggykneltbyhim,onehandonthegreatshell,listeningandinterpretingtotheassembly.
"Hewantstoknowwhatyou’regoingtodoaboutthesnake-thing."
Ralphlaughed,andtheotherboyslaughedwithhim.Thesmallboytwistedfurtherintohimself.
"Tellusaboutthesnake-thing."
"Nowhesaysitwasabeastie."
"Beastie?’’
"Asnake-thing.Eversobig.Hesawit."
