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The
littluns
pushed
Percival
forward
,
then
left
him
by
himself
.
He
stood
knee-deep
in
the
central
grass
,
looking
at
his
hidden
feet
,
trying
to
pretend
he
was
in
a
tent
.
Ralph
remembered
another
small
boy
who
had
stood
like
this
and
he
flinched
away
from
the
memory
.
He
had
pushed
the
thought
down
and
out
of
sight
,
where
only
some
positive
reminder
like
this
could
bring
it
to
the
surface
.
There
had
been
no
further
numberings
of
the
littluns
,
partly
because
there
was
no
means
of
insuring
that
all
of
them
were
accounted
for
and
partly
because
Ralph
knew
the
answer
to
at
least
one
question
Piggy
had
asked
on
the
mountaintop
.
There
were
little
boys
,
fair
,
dark
,
freckled
,
and
all
dirty
,
but
their
faces
were
all
dreadfully
free
of
major
blemishes
.
No
one
had
seen
the
mulberry-colored
birthmark
again
.
But
that
time
Piggy
had
coaxed
and
bullied
.
Tacitly
admitting
that
he
remembered
the
unmentionable
,
Ralph
nodded
to
Piggy
.
"
Go
on
.
Ask
him
.
"
Piggy
knelt
,
holding
the
conch
.
"
Now
then
.
What
's
your
name
?
"
The
small
boy
twisted
away
into
his
tent
.
Piggy
turned
helplessly
to
Ralph
,
who
spoke
sharply
.
"
What
's
your
name
?
"
Tormented
by
the
silence
and
the
refusal
the
assembly
broke
into
a
chant
.
"
What
's
your
name
?
What
's
your
name
?
"
"
Quiet
!
"
Ralph
peered
at
the
child
in
the
twilight
.
