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"
I
said
that
's
dirty
!
"
He
plucked
at
his
stiff
,
grey
shirt
.
"
That
's
really
dirty
.
If
you
're
taken
short
you
go
right
along
the
beach
to
the
rocks
.
See
?
"
Piggy
held
out
his
hands
for
the
conch
but
Ralph
shook
his
head
.
His
speech
was
planned
,
point
by
point
.
"
We
've
all
got
to
use
the
rocks
again
.
This
place
is
getting
dirty
.
"
He
paused
.
The
assembly
,
sensing
a
crisis
,
was
tensely
expectant
.
"
And
then
:
about
the
fire
.
"
Ralph
let
out
his
spare
breath
with
a
little
gasp
that
was
echoed
by
his
audience
.
Jack
started
to
chip
a
piece
of
wood
with
his
knife
and
whispered
something
to
Robert
,
who
looked
away
.
"
The
fire
is
the
most
important
thing
on
the
island
.
How
can
we
ever
be
rescued
except
by
luck
,
if
we
do
n't
keep
a
fire
going
?
Is
a
fire
too
much
for
us
to
make
?
"
He
flung
out
an
arm
.
"
Look
at
us
!
How
many
are
we
?
And
yet
we
ca
n't
keep
a
fire
going
to
make
smoke
.
Do
n't
you
understand
?
Ca
n't
you
see
we
ought
to
--
ought
to
die
before
we
let
the
fire
out
?
"
There
was
a
self-conscious
giggling
among
the
hunters
.
Ralph
turned
on
them
passionately
.
