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"
A
squid
could
n't
come
up
out
of
the
water
!
"
"
Could
!
"
"
Could
n't
!
"
In
a
moment
the
platform
was
full
of
arguing
,
gesticulating
shadows
.
To
Ralph
,
seated
,
this
seemed
the
breaking
up
of
sanity
.
Fear
,
beasts
,
no
general
agreement
that
the
fire
was
all-important
:
and
when
one
tried
to
get
the
thing
straight
the
argument
sheered
off
,
bringing
up
fresh
,
unpleasant
matter
.
He
could
see
a
whiteness
in
the
gloom
near
him
so
he
grabbed
it
from
Maurice
and
blew
as
loudly
as
he
could
.
The
assembly
was
shocked
into
silence
.
Simon
was
close
to
him
,
laying
hands
on
the
conch
.
Simon
felt
a
perilous
necessity
to
speak
;
but
to
speak
in
assembly
was
a
terrible
thing
to
him
.
"
Maybe
,
"
he
said
hesitantly
,
"
maybe
there
is
a
beast
.
"
The
assembly
cried
out
savagely
and
Ralph
stood
up
in
amazement
.
"
You
,
Simon
?
You
believe
in
this
?
"
"
I
do
n't
know
,
"
said
Simon
.
His
heartbeats
were
choking
him
.
"
But
...
.
"
The
storm
broke
.
