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"
Oh
shut
up
!
"
The
sound
of
the
inexpertly
blown
conch
interrupted
them
.
As
though
he
were
serenading
the
rising
sun
,
Jack
went
on
blowing
till
the
shelters
were
astir
and
the
hunters
crept
to
the
platform
and
the
littluns
whimpered
as
now
they
so
frequently
did
.
Ralph
rose
obediently
,
and
Piggy
,
and
they
went
to
the
platform
.
"
Talk
,
"
said
Ralph
bitterly
,
"
talk
,
talk
,
talk
.
"
He
took
the
conch
from
Jack
.
"
This
meeting
--
"
Jack
interrupted
him
.
"
I
called
it
.
"
"
If
you
had
n't
called
it
I
should
have
.
You
just
blew
the
conch
.
"
"
Well
,
is
n't
that
calling
it
?
"
"
Oh
,
take
it
!
Go
on
--
talk
!
"
