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"
Smoke
.
"
He
sucked
his
bruised
fist
.
"
Jack
!
Come
on
.
"
But
Jack
was
not
there
.
A
knot
of
boys
,
making
a
great
noise
that
he
had
not
noticed
,
were
heaving
and
pushing
at
a
rock
.
As
he
turned
,
the
base
cracked
and
the
whole
mass
toppled
into
the
sea
so
that
a
thunderous
plume
of
spray
leapt
half-way
up
the
cliff
.
"
Stop
it
!
Stop
it
!
"
His
voice
struck
a
silence
among
them
.
"
Smoke
.
"
A
strange
thing
happened
in
his
head
.
Something
flittered
there
in
front
of
his
mind
like
a
bat
's
wing
,
obscuring
his
idea
.
"
Smoke
.
"
At
once
the
ideas
were
back
,
and
the
anger
.
