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"
Now
--
?
"
His
voice
spoke
for
him
.
"
Of
course
.
"
He
got
off
the
trunk
and
led
the
way
across
the
clinking
cinders
up
into
the
dark
,
and
the
others
followed
.
Now
that
his
physical
voice
was
silent
the
inner
voice
of
reason
,
and
other
voices
too
,
made
themselves
heard
.
Piggy
was
calling
him
a
kid
.
Another
voice
told
him
not
to
be
a
fool
;
and
the
darkness
and
desperate
enterprise
gave
the
night
a
kind
of
dentist
's
chair
unreality
.
As
they
came
to
the
last
slope
,
Jack
and
Roger
drew
near
,
changed
from
the
ink-stains
to
distinguishable
figures
.
By
common
consent
they
stopped
and
crouched
together
.
Behind
them
,
on
the
horizon
,
was
a
patch
of
lighter
sky
where
in
a
moment
the
moon
would
rise
.
The
wind
roared
once
in
the
forest
and
pushed
their
rags
against
them
.
Ralph
stirred
.
"
Come
on
.
"
They
crept
forward
,
Roger
lagging
a
little
.
Jack
and
Ralph
turned
the
shoulder
of
the
mountain
together
.
The
glittering
lengths
of
the
lagoon
lay
below
them
and
beyond
that
a
long
white
smudge
that
was
the
reef
.
Roger
joined
them
.
Jack
whispered
.
