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Ralph
had
stopped
smiling
and
was
pointing
into
the
lagoon
.
Something
creamy
lay
among
the
ferny
weeds
.
"
A
stone
.
"
"
No
.
A
shell
.
'
'
Suddenly
Piggy
was
a-bubble
with
decorous
excitement
.
"
S'right
.
It
's
a
shell
!
I
seen
one
like
that
before
.
On
someone
's
back
wall
.
A
conch
he
called
it
.
He
used
to
blow
it
and
then
his
mum
would
come
.
It
's
ever
so
valuable
--
"
Near
to
Ralph
's
elbow
a
palm
sapling
leaned
out
over
the
lagoon
.
Indeed
,
the
weight
was
already
pulling
a
lump
from
the
poor
soil
and
soon
it
would
fall
.
He
tore
out
the
stem
and
began
to
poke
about
in
the
water
,
while
the
brilliant
fish
flicked
away
on
this
side
and
that
.
Piggy
leaned
dangerously
.
"
Careful
!
You
'll
break
it
--
"
"
Shut
up
.
"
Ralph
spoke
absently
.
The
shell
was
interesting
and
pretty
and
a
worthy
plaything
;
but
the
vivid
phantoms
of
his
day-dream
still
interposed
between
him
and
Piggy
,
who
in
this
context
was
an
irrelevance
.
The
palm
sapling
,
bending
,
pushed
the
shell
across
the
weeds
.
Ralph
used
one
hand
as
a
fulcrum
and
pressed
down
with
the
other
till
the
shell
rose
,
dripping
,
and
Piggy
could
make
a
grab
.
Now
the
shell
was
no
longer
a
thing
seen
but
not
to
be
touched
,
Ralph
too
became
excited
.
Piggy
babbled
:
"
--
a
conch
;
ever
so
expensive
.
I
bet
if
you
wanted
to
buy
one
,
you
'd
have
to
pay
pounds
and
pounds
and
pounds
--
he
had
it
on
his
garden
wall
,
and
my
auntie
--
"
