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Huts on the Beach
"OnlyIknowhowtheyfeel.See?That’sall."
"Thebestthingwecandoisgetourselvesrescued."
Jackhadtothinkforamomentbeforehecouldrememberwhatrescuewas.
"Rescue?Yes,ofcourse!Allthesame,I’dliketocatchapigfirst—"Hesnatcheduphisspearanddasheditintotheground.Theopaque,madlookcameintohiseyesagain.Ralphlookedathimcriticallythroughhistangleoffairhair.
"Solongasyourhuntersrememberthefire—"
"Youandyourfire!"
Thetwoboystrotteddownthebeach,and,turningatthewater’sedge,lookedbackatthepinkmountain.Thetrickleofsmokesketchedachalkylineupthesolidblueofthesky,waveredhighupandfaded.Ralphfrowned.
"Iwonderhowfaroffyoucouldseethat."
"Miles."
"Wedon’tmakeenoughsmoke."
Thebottompartofthetrickle,asthoughconsciousoftheirgaze,thickenedtoacreamyblurwhichcreptupthefeeblecolumn.
"They’veputongreenbranches,"mutteredRalph."Iwonder!"Hescreweduphiseyesandswungroundtosearchthehorizon.
"Gotit!"
