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Huts on the Beach
"Sorry."
Ralphsurveyedthewreckwithdistaste.
"Nevergetitdone."
HeflunghimselfdownatJack’sfeet.Simonremained,lookingoutoftheholeintheshelter.Oncedown,Ralphexplained.
"Beenworkingfordaysnow.Andlook!"
Twoshelterswereinposition,butshaky.Thisonewasaruin.
"Andtheykeeprunningoff.Yourememberthemeeting?Howeveryonewasgoingtoworkharduntiltheshelterswerefinished?"
"Exceptmeandmyhunters—"
"Exceptthehunters.Well,thelittlunsare—"
Hegesticulated,soughtforaword.
"They’rehopeless.Theolderonesaren’tmuchbetter.D’yousee?AlldayI’vebeenworkingwithSimon.Nooneelse.They’reoffbathing,oreating,orplaying."
Simonpokedhisheadoutcarefully.
"You’rechief.Youtell’emoff."
Ralphlayflatandlookedupatthepalmtreesandthesky.
"Meetings.Don’twelovemeetings?Everyday.Twiceaday.Wetalk."Hegotononeelbow.
