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Painted Faces and Long Hair
"Theymighthaveseenus.Wemighthavegonehome—"
ThiswastoobitterforPiggy,whoforgothistimidityintheagonyofhisloss.Hebegantocryout,shrilly:
"Youandyourblood,JackMerridew!Youandyourhunting!Wemighthavegonehome—"
RalphpushedPiggytooneside.
"Iwaschief,andyouweregoingtodowhatIsaid.Youtalk.Butyoucan’tevenbuildhuts—thenyougooffhuntingandletoutthefire—"
Heturnedaway,silentforamoment.Thenhisvoicecameagainonapeakoffeeling.
"Therewasaship—"
Oneofthesmallerhuntersbegantowail.Thedismaltruthwasfilteringthroughtoeverybody.Jackwentveryredashehackedandpulledatthepig.
"Thejobwastoomuch.Weneededeveryone."
Ralphturned.
"Youcouldhavehadeveryonewhentheshelterswerefinished.Butyouhadtohunt—"
"Weneededmeat."
Jackstoodupashesaidthis,thebloodiedknifeinhishand.Thetwoboysfacedeachother.
