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"
No
!
"
Ralph
struck
the
skin
off
his
knuckles
.
They
did
not
seem
to
hurt
.
"
I
'm
chief
.
We
've
got
to
make
certain
.
Ca
n't
you
see
the
mountain
?
There
's
no
signal
showing
.
There
may
be
a
ship
out
there
.
Are
you
all
off
your
rockers
?
"
Mutinously
,
the
boys
fell
silent
or
muttering
.
Jack
led
the
way
down
the
rock
and
across
the
bridge
.
The
pig-run
kept
close
to
the
jumble
of
rocks
that
lay
down
by
the
water
on
the
other
side
and
Ralph
was
content
to
follow
Jack
along
it
.
If
you
could
shut
your
ears
to
the
slow
suck
down
of
the
sea
and
boil
of
the
return
,
if
you
could
forget
how
dun
and
unvisited
were
the
ferny
coverts
on
either
side
,
then
there
was
a
chance
that
you
might
put
the
beast
out
of
mind
and
dream
for
a
while
.
The
sun
had
swung
over
the
vertical
and
the
afternoon
heat
was
closing
in
on
the
island
.
Ralph
passed
a
message
forward
to
Jack
and
when
they
next
came
to
fruit
the
whole
party
stopped
and
ate
.
Sitting
,
Ralph
was
aware
of
the
heat
for
the
first
time
that
day
.
He
pulled
distastefully
at
his
grey
shirt
and
wondered
whether
he
might
undertake
the
adventure
of
washing
it
.
Sitting
under
what
seemed
an
unusual
heat
,
even
for
this
island
,
Ralph
planned
his
toilet
.
He
would
like
to
have
a
pair
of
scissors
and
cut
this
hair
--
he
flung
the
mass
back
--
cut
this
filthy
hair
right
back
to
half
an
inch
.
He
would
like
to
have
a
bath
,
a
proper
wallow
with
soap
.
He
passed
his
tongue
experimentally
over
his
teeth
and
decided
that
a
toothbrush
would
come
in
handy
too
.
Then
there
were
his
nails
--
Ralph
turned
his
hand
over
and
examined
them
.
They
were
bitten
down
to
the
quick
though
he
could
not
remember
when
he
had
restarted
this
habit
nor
any
time
when
he
indulged
it
.
"
Be
sucking
my
thumb
next
--
"
He
looked
round
,
furtively
.
Apparently
no
one
had
heard
.
The
hunters
sat
,
stuffing
themselves
with
this
easy
meal
,
trying
to
convince
themselves
that
they
got
sufficient
kick
out
of
bananas
and
that
other
olive-grey
,
jelly-like
fruit
.
With
the
memory
of
his
sometime
clean
self
as
a
standard
,
Ralph
looked
them
over
.
