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He
looked
expectantly
at
the
boys
ranged
round
,
who
had
frozen
.
Under
the
palms
there
was
deadly
silence
.
"
Hands
up
,
"
said
Jack
strongly
,
"
whoever
wants
Ralph
not
to
be
chief
?
"
The
silence
continued
,
breathless
and
heavy
and
full
of
shame
.
Slowly
the
red
drained
from
Jack
's
cheeks
,
then
came
back
with
a
painful
rush
.
He
licked
his
lips
and
turned
his
head
at
an
angle
,
so
that
his
gaze
avoided
the
embarrassment
of
linking
with
another
's
eye
.
"
How
many
think
--
"
His
voice
tailed
off
.
The
hands
that
held
the
conch
shook
.
He
cleared
his
throat
,
and
spoke
loudly
.
"
All
right
then
.
"
He
laid
the
conch
with
great
care
in
the
grass
at
his
feet
.
The
humiliating
tears
were
running
from
the
corner
of
each
eye
.
"
I
'm
not
going
to
play
any
longer
.
Not
with
you
.
"
Most
of
the
boys
were
looking
down
now
,
at
the
grass
or
their
feet
.
Jack
cleared
his
throat
again
.
"
I
'm
not
going
to
be
a
part
of
Ralph
's
lot
--
"
