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There
was
silence
.
"
Why
do
n't
you
go
?
Are
you
frightened
?
"
A
stain
in
the
darkness
,
a
stain
that
was
Jack
,
detached
itself
and
began
to
draw
away
.
"
All
right
.
So
long
.
"
The
stain
vanished
.
Another
took
its
place
.
Ralph
felt
his
knee
against
something
hard
and
rocked
a
charred
trunk
that
was
edgy
to
the
touch
.
He
felt
the
sharp
cinders
that
had
been
bark
push
against
the
back
of
his
knee
and
knew
that
Roger
had
sat
down
.
He
felt
with
his
hands
and
lowered
himself
beside
Roger
,
while
the
trunk
rocked
among
invisible
ashes
.
Roger
,
uncommunicative
by
nature
,
said
nothing
.
He
offered
no
opinion
on
the
beast
nor
told
Ralph
why
he
had
chosen
to
come
on
this
mad
expedition
.
He
simply
sat
and
rocked
the
trunk
gently
.
Ralph
noticed
a
rapid
and
infuriating
tapping
noise
and
realized
that
Roger
was
banging
his
silly
wooden
stick
against
something
.
So
they
sat
,
the
rocking
,
tapping
,
impervious
Roger
and
Ralph
,
fuming
;
round
them
the
close
sky
was
loaded
with
stars
,
save
where
the
mountain
punched
up
a
hole
of
blackness
.
There
was
a
slithering
noise
high
above
them
,
the
sound
of
someone
taking
giant
and
dangerous
strides
on
rock
or
ash
.
Then
Jack
found
them
,
and
was
shivering
and
croaking
in
a
voice
they
could
just
recognize
as
his
.
"
I
saw
a
thing
on
top
.
"
They
heard
him
blunder
against
the
trunk
which
rocked
violently
.
He
lay
silent
for
a
moment
,
then
muttered
.
"
Keep
a
good
lookout
.
It
may
be
following
.
"
