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Then he got muddled; the twins shook their heads and pointed at each other and the crowd laughed.

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At last Ralph ceased to blow and sat there, the conch trailing from one hand, his head bowed on his knees. As the echoes died away so did the laughter, and there was silence.

Within the diamond haze of the beach something dark was fumbling along. Ralph saw it first, and watched till the intentness of his gaze drew all eyes that way. Then the creature stepped from mirage on to clear sand, and they saw that the darkness was not all shadows but mostly clothing. The creature was a party of boys, marching approximately in step in two parallel lines and dressed in strangely eccentric clothing. Shorts, shirts, and different garments they carried in their hands; but each boy wore a square black cap with a silver badge on it. Their bodies, from throat to ankle, were hidden by black cloaks which bore a long silver cross on the left breast and each neck was finished off with a hambone frill. The heat of the tropics, the descent, the search for food, and now this sweaty march along the blazing beach had given them the complexions of newly washed plums. The boy who controlled them was dressed in the same way though his cap badge was golden. When his party was about ten yards from the platform he shouted an order and they halted, gasping, sweating, swaying in the fierce light. The boy himself came forward, vaulted on to the platform with his cloak flying, and peered into what to him was almost complete darkness.

“Where's the man with the trumpet?”

Ralph, sensing his sun-blindness, answered him.

“There's no man with a trumpet. Only me.”

The boy came close and peered down at Ralph, screwing up his face as he did so. What he saw of the fair-haired boy with the creamy shell on his knees did not seem to satisfy him. He turned quickly, his black cloak circling.

“Isn't there a ship, then?”

Inside the floating cloak he was tall, thin, and bony: and his hair was red beneath the black cap. His face was crumpled and freckled, and ugly without silliness. Out of. this face stared two light blue eyes, frustrated now, and turning, or ready to turn, to anger.

“Isn't there a man here?” Ralph spoke to his back.

“No. We're having a meeting. Come and join in.”

The group of cloaked boys began to scatter from close line. The tall boy shouted at them.

“Choir! Stand still!”

Wearily obedient, the choir huddled into line and stood there swaying in the sun. None the less, some began to protest faintly.

“But, Merridew. Please, Merridew... can't we?”

Then one of the boys flopped on his face in the sand and the line broke up. They heaved the fallen boy to the platform and let him be. Merridew, his eyes staring, made the best of a bad job.

“All right then. Sit down. Let him alone.” “But Merridew.”

“He's always throwing a faint,” said Merridew. “He did in Gib.; and Addis; and at matins over the precentor.”

This last piece of shop brought sniggers from the choir, who perched like black birds on the criss-cross trunks and examined Ralph with interest. Piggy asked no names. He was intimidated by this uniformed superiority and the offhand authority in Merridew's voice. He shrank to the other side of Ralph and busied himself with his glasses.




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The fat boy shook his head. | The fat boy lowered himself over the terrace and sat down carefully, using the edge as a seat. | With that word the heat seemed to increase till it became a threatening weight and the lagoon attacked them with a blinding effulgence. | Ralph looked up. | He nodded at Ralph. | Ralph shaded his eyes and followed the jagged outline of the crags up toward the mountain. This part of the beach was nearer the mountain than any other that they had seen. | High over this end of the island, the shattered rocks lifted up their stacks and chimneys. This one, against which Jack leaned, moved with a grating sound when they pushed. | The bushes were dark evergreen and aromatic and the many buds were waxen green and folded up against the light. Jack slashed at one with his knife and the scent spilled over them. | The small boy looked round in panic. | The assembly was silent. |


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