“Oh, Piggy!”
Ralph's voice, low and stricken, stopped Piggy's gestures. He bent down and waited. Ralph, cradling the conch, rocked himself to and fro.
“Don't you understand, Piggy? The things we did—”
“He may still be—”
“No.”
“P'raps he was only pretending—”
Piggy's voice trailed off at the sight of Ralph's face.
“You were outside. Outside the circle. You never really came in. Didn't you see what we—what they did?”
There was loathing, and at the same time a kind of feverish excitement, in his voice.
“Didn't you see, Piggy?”
“Not all that well. I only got one eye now. You ought to know that, Ralph.”
Ralph continued to rock to and fro.
“It was an accident,” said Piggy suddenly, “that's what it was. An accident.” His voice shrilled again. “Coming in the dark—he hadn't no business crawling like that out of the dark. He was batty. He asked for it. He gesticulated widely again. “It was an accident.”
“You didn't see what they did—”
“Look, Ralph. We got to forget this. We can't do no good thinking about it, see?”
“I'm frightened. Of us. I want to go home. Oh God, I want to go home.”
“It was an accident,” said Piggy stubbornly, “and that's that.”
He touched Ralph's bare shoulder and Ralph shuddered at the human contact.
“And look, Ralph"—Piggy glanced round quickly, then leaned close—"don't let on we was in that dance. Not to Samneric.”
“But we were! All of us!”
Piggy shook his head.
“Not us till last. They never noticed in the dark. Anyway you said I was only on the outside.”
“So was I,” muttered Ralph, “I was on the outside too.”
Piggy nodded eagerly.
“That's right. We was on the outside. We never done nothing, we never seen nothing.”
Piggy paused, then went on.
“We'll live on our own, the four of us—”
“Four of us. We aren't enough to keep the fire burning.”
“We'll try. See? I lit it.”
Samneric came dragging a great log out of the forest. They dumped it by the fire and turned to the pool. Ralph jumped to his feet.
“Hi! You two!”
The twins checked a moment, then walked on.
“They're going to bathe, Ralph.”
“Better get it over.”
The twins were very surprised to see Ralph. They flushed and looked past him into the air.
“Hullo. Fancy meeting you, Ralph.”
“We just been in the forest——”
“—to get wood for the fire—”
“—we got lost last night.”
Ralph examined his toes.
“You got lost after the...”
Piggy cleaned his lens.
“After the feast,” said Sam in a stifled voice. Eric nodded. “Yes, after the feast.”
“We left early,” said Piggy quickly, “because we were tired.”
“So did we—”
“—very early—”
“—we were very tired.”
Sam touched a scratch on his forehead and then hurriedly took his hand away. Eric fingered his split lip.
“Yes. We were very tired,” repeated Sam, “so we left early. Was it a good—”
The air was heavy with unspoken knowledge. Sam twisted and the obscene word shot out of him. “—dance?”
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