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"
You
rub
two
sticks
.
You
rub
--
"
He
glanced
at
Ralph
,
who
blurted
out
the
last
confession
of
incompetence
.
"
Has
anyone
got
any
matches
?
"
"
You
make
a
bow
and
spin
the
arrow
,
"
said
Roger
.
He
rubbed
his
hands
in
mime
.
"
Psss
.
Psss
.
"
A
little
air
was
moving
over
the
mountain
.
Piggy
came
with
it
,
in
shorts
and
shirt
,
laboring
cautiously
out
of
the
forest
with
the
evening
sunlight
gleaming
from
his
glasses
.
He
held
the
conch
under
his
arm
.
Ralph
shouted
at
him
.
"
Piggy
!
Have
you
got
any
matches
?
"
The
other
boys
took
up
the
cry
till
the
mountain
rang
.
Piggy
shook
his
head
and
came
to
the
pile
.
"
My
!
You
've
made
a
big
heap
,
have
n't
you
?
"
Jack
pointed
suddenly
.
