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"
He
's
a
hunter
.
They
're
all
hunters
.
That
's
different
.
"
No
one
spoke
for
a
moment
,
then
Piggy
muttered
to
the
sand
.
"
Meat
--
"
The
littluns
sat
,
solemnly
thinking
of
meat
,
and
dribbling
.
Overhead
the
cannon
boomed
again
and
the
dry
palm
fronds
clattered
in
a
sudden
gust
of
hot
wind
.
"
You
are
a
silly
little
boy
,
"
said
the
Lord
of
the
Flies
,
"
just
an
ignorant
,
silly
little
boy
.
"
Simon
moved
his
swollen
tongue
but
said
nothing
.
"
Do
n't
you
agree
?
"
said
the
Lord
of
the
Flies
.
"
Are
n't
you
just
a
silly
little
boy
?
"
Simon
answered
him
in
the
same
silent
voice
.
"
Well
then
,
"
said
the
Lord
of
the
Flies
,
"
you
'd
better
run
off
and
play
with
the
others
.
They
think
you
're
batty
.
You
do
n't
want
Ralph
to
think
you
're
batty
,
do
you
?
You
like
Ralph
a
lot
,
do
n't
you
?
And
Piggy
,
and
Jack
?
"
Simon
's
head
was
tilted
slightly
up
.
His
eyes
could
not
break
away
and
the
Lord
of
the
Flies
hung
in
space
before
him
.
