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He
became
conscious
of
the
weight
of
clothes
,
kicked
his
shoes
off
fiercely
and
ripped
off
each
stocking
with
its
elastic
garter
in
a
single
movement
.
Then
he
leapt
back
on
the
terrace
,
pulled
off
his
shirt
,
and
stood
there
among
the
skull-like
coconuts
with
green
shadows
from
the
palms
and
the
forest
sliding
over
his
skin
.
He
undid
the
snake-clasp
of
his
belt
,
lugged
off
his
shorts
and
pants
,
and
stood
there
naked
,
looking
at
the
dazzling
beach
and
the
water
.
He
was
old
enough
,
twelve
years
and
a
few
months
,
to
have
lost
the
prominent
tummy
of
childhood
and
not
yet
old
enough
for
adolescence
to
have
made
him
awkward
.
You
could
see
now
that
he
might
make
a
boxer
,
as
far
as
width
and
heaviness
of
shoulders
went
,
but
there
was
a
mildness
about
his
mouth
and
eyes
that
proclaimed
no
devil
.
He
patted
the
palm
trunk
softly
,
and
,
forced
at
last
to
believe
in
the
reality
of
the
island
laughed
delightedly
again
and
stood
on
his
head
.
He
turned
neatly
on
to
his
feet
,
jumped
down
to
the
beach
,
knelt
and
swept
a
double
armful
of
sand
into
a
pile
against
his
chest
.
Then
he
sat
back
and
looked
at
the
water
with
bright
,
excited
eyes
.
"
Ralph
--
"
The
fat
boy
lowered
himself
over
the
terrace
and
sat
down
carefully
,
using
the
edge
as
a
seat
.
"
I
'm
sorry
I
been
such
a
time
.
Them
fruit
--
"
He
wiped
his
glasses
and
adjusted
them
on
his
button
nose
.
The
frame
had
made
a
deep
,
pink
"
V
"
on
the
bridge
.
He
looked
critically
at
Ralph
's
golden
body
and
then
down
at
his
own
clothes
.
He
laid
a
hand
on
the
end
of
a
zipper
that
extended
down
his
chest
.
"
My
auntie
--
"
Then
he
opened
the
zipper
with
decision
and
pulled
the
whole
windbreaker
over
his
head
.
"
There
!
"
