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The
first
blow
had
paralyzed
its
hind
quarters
,
so
then
the
circle
could
close
in
and
beat
and
beat
--
"
I
cut
the
pig
's
throat
--
"
The
twins
,
still
sharing
their
identical
grin
,
jumped
up
and
ran
round
each
other
.
Then
the
rest
joined
in
,
making
pig-dying
noises
and
shouting
.
"
One
for
his
nob
!
"
"
Give
him
a
fourpenny
one
!
"
Then
Maurice
pretended
to
be
the
pig
and
ran
squealing
into
the
center
,
and
the
hunters
,
circling
still
,
pretended
to
beat
him
.
As
they
danced
,
they
sang
.
"
_
Kill
the
pig
.
Cut
her
throat
.
Bash
her
in
.
_
"
Ralph
watched
them
,
envious
and
resentful
.
Not
till
they
flagged
and
the
chant
died
away
,
did
he
speak
.
"
I
'm
calling
an
assembly
.
"
One
by
one
,
they
halted
,
and
stood
watching
him
.
