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Jack
stood
up
.
"
All
right
,
choir
.
Take
off
your
togs
.
"
As
if
released
from
class
,
the
choir
boys
stood
up
,
chattered
,
piled
their
black
cloaks
on
the
grass
.
Jack
laid
his
on
the
trunk
by
Ralph
.
His
grey
shorts
were
sticking
to
him
with
sweat
.
Ralph
glanced
at
them
admiringly
,
and
when
Jack
saw
his
glance
he
explained
.
"
I
tried
to
get
over
that
hill
to
see
if
there
was
water
all
round
.
But
your
shell
called
us
.
"
Ralph
smiled
and
held
up
the
conch
for
silence
.
"
Listen
,
everybody
.
I
've
got
to
have
time
to
think
things
out
.
I
ca
n't
decide
what
to
do
straight
off
.
If
this
is
n't
an
island
we
might
be
rescued
straight
away
.
So
we
've
got
to
decide
if
this
is
an
island
.
Everybody
must
stay
round
here
and
wait
and
not
go
away
.
Three
of
us
--
if
we
take
more
we
'd
get
all
mixed
,
and
lose
each
other
--
three
of
us
will
go
on
an
expedition
and
find
out
.
I
'll
go
,
and
Jack
,
and
,
and
...
"
He
looked
round
the
circle
of
eager
faces
.
There
was
no
lack
of
boys
to
choose
from
.
"
And
Simon
.
"
The
boys
round
Simon
giggled
,
and
he
stood
up
,
laughing
a
little
.
Now
that
the
pallor
of
his
faint
was
over
,
he
was
a
skinny
,
vivid
little
boy
,
with
a
glance
coming
up
from
under
a
hut
of
straight
hair
that
hung
down
,
black
and
coarse
.
