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Piggy
moved
among
the
crowd
,
asking
names
and
frowning
to
remember
them
.
The
children
gave
him
the
same
simple
obedience
that
they
had
given
to
the
men
with
megaphones
.
Some
were
naked
and
carrying
their
clothes
;
others
half-naked
,
or
more
or
less
dressed
,
in
school
uniforms
,
grey
,
blue
,
fawn
,
jacketed
,
or
jerseyed
.
There
were
badges
,
mottoes
even
,
stripes
of
color
in
stockings
and
pullovers
.
Their
heads
clustered
above
the
trunks
in
the
green
shade
;
heads
brown
,
fair
,
black
,
chestnut
,
sandy
,
mouse-colored
;
heads
muttering
,
whispering
,
heads
full
of
eyes
that
watched
Ralph
and
speculated
.
Something
was
being
done
.
The
children
who
came
along
the
beach
,
singly
or
in
twos
,
leapt
into
visibility
when
they
crossed
the
line
from
heat
haze
to
nearer
sand
.
Here
,
the
eye
was
first
attracted
to
a
black
,
bat-like
creature
that
danced
on
the
sand
,
and
only
later
perceived
the
body
above
it
.
The
bat
was
the
child
's
shadow
,
shrunk
by
the
vertical
sun
to
a
patch
between
the
hurrying
feet
.
Even
while
he
blew
,
Ralph
noticed
the
last
pair
of
bodies
that
reached
the
platform
above
a
fluttering
patch
of
black
.
The
two
boys
,
bullet-headed
and
with
hair
like
tow
,
flung
themselves
down
and
lay
grinning
and
panting
at
Ralph
like
dogs
.
They
were
twins
,
and
the
eye
was
shocked
and
incredulous
at
such
cheery
duplication
.
They
breathed
together
,
they
grinned
together
,
they
were
chunky
and
vital
.
They
raised
wet
lips
at
Ralph
,
for
they
seemed
provided
with
not
quite
enough
skin
,
so
that
their
profiles
were
blurred
and
their
mouths
pulled
open
.
Piggy
bent
his
flashing
glasses
to
them
and
could
be
heard
between
the
blasts
,
repeating
their
names
.
"
Sam
,
Eric
,
Sam
,
Eric
.
"
Then
he
got
muddled
;
the
twins
shook
their
heads
and
pointed
at
each
other
and
the
crowd
laughed
.
At
last
Ralph
ceased
to
blow
and
sat
there
,
the
conch
trailing
from
one
hand
,
his
head
bowed
on
his
knees
.
As
the
echoes
died
away
so
did
the
laughter
,
and
there
was
silence
.
Within
the
diamond
haze
of
the
beach
something
dark
was
fumbling
along
.
Ralph
saw
it
first
,
and
watched
till
the
intentness
of
his
gaze
drew
all
eyes
that
way
.
Then
the
creature
stepped
from
mirage
on
to
clear
sand
,
and
they
saw
that
the
darkness
was
not
all
shadow
but
mostly
clothing
.
The
creature
was
a
party
of
boys
,
marching
approximately
in
step
in
two
parallel
lines
and
dressed
in
strangely
eccentric
clothing
.
Shorts
,
shirts
,
and
different
garments
they
carried
in
their
hands
;
but
each
boy
wore
a
square
black
cap
with
a
silver
badge
on
it
.
Their
bodies
,
from
throat
to
ankle
,
were
hidden
by
black
cloaks
which
bore
a
long
silver
cross
on
the
left
breast
and
each
neck
was
finished
off
with
a
ham-bone
frill
.
The
heat
of
the
tropics
,
the
descent
,
the
search
for
food
,
and
now
this
sweaty
march
along
the
blazing
beach
had
given
them
the
complexions
of
newly
washed
plums
.
The
boy
who
controlled
them
was
dressed
in
the
same
way
though
his
cap
badge
was
golden
.
When
his
party
was
about
ten
yards
from
the
platform
he
shouted
an
order
and
they
halted
,
gasping
,
sweating
,
swaying
in
the
fierce
light
.
The
boy
himself
came
forward
,
vaulted
on
to
the
platform
with
his
cloak
flying
,
and
peered
into
what
to
him
was
almost
complete
darkness
.
"
Where
's
the
man
with
the
trumpet
?
"
Ralph
,
sensing
his
sun-blindness
,
answered
him
.
"
There
's
no
man
with
a
trumpet
.
Only
me
.
"
The
boy
came
close
and
peered
down
at
Ralph
,
screwing
up
his
face
as
he
did
so
.
