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Fire on the Mountain
Theylookedathimwitheyesthatlackedinterestinwhattheysaw,andcockedearsatthedrum-rollofthefire.Piggyglancednervouslyintohellandcradledtheconch.
"Wegottoletthatburnoutnow.Andthatwasourfirewood."
Helickedhislips.
"Thereain’tnothingwecando.Weoughttobemorecareful.I’mscared—"
Jackdraggedhiseyesawayfromthefire.
"You’realwaysscared.Yah—Fatty!"
"Igottheconch,"saidPiggybleakly.HeturnedtoRalph."Igottheconch,ain’tIRalph?"
UnwillinglyRalphturnedawayfromthesplendid,awfulsight.
"What’sthat?"
"Theconch.Igotarighttospeak."
Thetwinsgiggledtogether.
"Wewantedsmoke—"
"Nowlook—!"
Apallstretchedformilesawayfromtheisland.AlltheboysexceptPiggystartedtogiggle;presentlytheywereshriekingwithlaughter.
Piggylosthistemper.
