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The assembly was silent.

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Ralph lifted the conch again and his good humor came back as he thought of what he had to say next.

“Now we come to the most important thing. I've been thinking. I was thinking while we were climbing the mountain.” He flashed a conspiratorial grin at the other two. “And on the beach just now. This is what I thought. We want to have fun. And we want to be rescued.”

The passionate noise of agreement from the assembly hit him like a wave and he lost his thread. He thought again.

“We want to be rescued; and of course we shall be rescued.”

Voices babbled. The simple statement, unbacked by any proof but the weight of Ralph's new authority, brought light and happiness. He had to wave the conch before he could make them hear him.

“My father's in the Navy. He said there aren't any unknown islands left. He says the Queen has a big room full of maps and all the islands in the world are drawn there. So the Queen's got a picture of this island.”

Again came the sounds of cheerfulness and better heart.

“And sooner or later a ship will put in here. It might even be Daddy's ship. So you see, sooner or later, we shall be rescued.”

He paused, with the point made. The assembly was lifted toward safety by his words. They liked and now respected him. Spontaneously they began to clap and presently the platform was loud with applause. Ralph flushed, looking sideways at Piggy's open admiration, and then the other way at Jack who was smirking and showing that he too knew how to clap.

Ralph waved the conch.

“Shut up! Wait! Listen!”

He went on in the silence, borne on his triumph.

“There's another thing. We can help them to find us. If a ship comes near the island they may not notice us. So we must make smoke on top of the mountain. We must make a fire.”

“A fire! Make a fire!”

At once half the boys were on their feet. Jack clamored among them, the conch forgotten. “Come on! Follow me!”

The space under the palm trees was full of noise and movement. Ralph was on his feet too, shouting for quiet, but no one heard him. All at once the crowd swayed toward the island and was gone—following Jack. Even the tiny children went and did their best among the leaves and broken branches. Ralph was left, holding the conch, with no one but Piggy.

Piggy's breathing was quite restored.

“Like kids!” he said scornfully. “Acting like a crowd of lads!”

Ralph looked at him doubtfully and laid the conch on the tree trunk.

“I bet it's gone tea-time,” said Piggy. “What do they think they're going to do on that mountain?”

He caressed the shell respectfully, then stopped and looked up.

“Ralph! Hey! Where you going?”




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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. | Piggy leaned down to him. | Then he got muddled; the twins shook their heads and pointed at each other and the crowd laughed. | He hesitated. The dark boy, Roger, stirred at last and spoke 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. |


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