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"
See
?
See
?
That
's
what
you
'll
get
!
I
meant
that
!
There
is
n't
a
tribe
for
you
any
more
!
The
conch
is
gone
--
"
He
ran
forward
,
stooping
.
"
I
'm
chief
!
"
Viciously
,
with
full
intention
,
he
hurled
his
spear
at
Ralph
.
The
point
tore
the
skin
and
flesh
over
Ralph
's
ribs
,
then
sheared
off
and
fell
in
the
water
.
Ralph
stumbled
,
feeling
not
pain
but
panic
,
and
the
tribe
,
screaming
now
like
the
chief
,
began
to
advance
.
Another
spear
,
a
bent
one
that
would
not
fly
straight
,
went
past
his
face
and
one
fell
from
on
high
where
Roger
was
.
The
twins
lay
hidden
behind
the
tribe
and
the
anonymous
devils
'
faces
swarmed
across
the
neck
.
Ralph
turned
and
ran
.
A
great
noise
as
of
sea
gulls
rose
behind
him
.
He
obeyed
an
instinct
that
he
did
not
know
he
possessed
and
swerved
over
the
open
space
so
that
the
spears
went
wide
.
He
saw
the
headless
body
of
the
sow
and
jumped
in
time
.
Then
he
was
crashing
through
foliage
and
small
boughs
and
was
hidden
by
the
forest
.
The
chief
stopped
by
the
pig
,
turned
and
held
up
his
hands
.
"
Back
!
Back
to
the
fort
!
"
Presently
the
tribe
returned
noisily
to
the
neck
where
Roger
joined
them
.
The
chief
spoke
to
him
angrily
.
"
Why
are
n't
you
on
watch
?
"
Roger
looked
at
him
gravely
.
