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He
snatched
his
knife
out
of
the
sheath
and
slammed
it
into
a
tree
trunk
.
Next
time
there
would
be
no
mercy
.
He
looked
round
fiercely
,
daring
them
to
contradict
.
Then
they
broke
out
into
the
sunlight
and
for
a
while
they
were
busy
finding
and
devouring
food
as
they
moved
down
the
scar
toward
the
platform
and
the
meeting
.
By
the
time
Ralph
finished
blowing
the
conch
the
platform
was
crowded
.
There
were
differences
between
this
meeting
and
the
one
held
in
the
morning
.
The
afternoon
sun
slanted
in
from
the
other
side
of
the
platform
and
most
of
the
children
,
feeling
too
late
the
smart
of
sunburn
,
had
put
their
clothes
on
.
The
choir
,
less
of
a
group
,
had
discarded
their
cloaks
.
Ralph
sat
on
a
fallen
trunk
,
his
left
side
to
the
sun
.
On
his
right
were
most
of
the
choir
;
on
his
left
the
larger
boys
who
had
not
known
each
other
before
the
evacuation
;
before
him
small
children
squatted
in
the
grass
.
Silence
now
.
Ralph
lifted
the
cream
and
pink
shell
to
his
knees
and
a
sudden
breeze
scattered
light
over
the
platform
.
He
was
uncertain
whether
to
stand
up
or
remain
sitting
.
He
looked
sideways
to
his
left
,
toward
the
bathing
pool
.
Piggy
was
sitting
near
but
giving
no
help
.
Ralph
cleared
his
throat
.
"
Well
then
.
"
All
at
once
he
found
he
could
talk
fluently
and
explain
what
he
had
to
say
.
He
passed
a
hand
through
his
fair
hair
and
spoke
.
"
We
're
on
an
island
.
We
've
been
on
the
mountain
top
and
seen
water
all
round
.
We
saw
no
houses
,
no
smoke
,
no
footprints
,
no
boats
,
no
people
.
We
're
on
an
uninhabited
island
with
no
other
people
on
it
.
"
Jack
broke
in
.
"
All
the
same
you
need
an
army
--
for
hunting
.
Hunting
pigs
--
"
