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"
You
got
your
small
fire
all
right
.
"
Smoke
was
rising
here
and
there
among
the
creepers
that
festooned
the
dead
or
dying
trees
.
As
they
watched
,
a
flash
of
fire
appeared
at
the
root
of
one
wisp
,
and
then
the
smoke
thickened
.
Small
flames
stirred
at
the
trunk
of
a
tree
and
crawled
away
through
leaves
and
brushwood
,
dividing
and
increasing
.
One
patch
touched
a
tree
trunk
and
scrambled
up
like
a
bright
squirrel
.
The
smoke
increased
,
sifted
,
rolled
outwards
.
The
squirrel
leapt
on
the
wings
of
the
wind
and
clung
to
another
standing
tree
,
eating
downwards
.
Beneath
the
dark
canopy
of
leaves
and
smoke
the
fire
laid
hold
on
the
forest
and
began
to
gnaw
.
Acres
of
black
and
yellow
smoke
rolled
steadily
toward
the
sea
.
At
the
sight
of
the
flames
and
the
irresistible
course
of
the
fire
,
the
boys
broke
into
shrill
,
excited
cheering
.
The
flames
,
as
though
they
were
a
kind
of
wild
life
,
crept
as
a
jaguar
creeps
on
its
belly
toward
a
line
of
birch-like
saplings
that
fledged
an
outcrop
of
the
pink
rock
.
They
flapped
at
the
first
of
the
trees
,
and
the
branches
grew
a
brief
foliage
of
fire
.
The
heart
of
flame
leapt
nimbly
across
the
gap
between
the
trees
and
then
went
swinging
and
flaring
along
the
whole
row
of
them
.
Beneath
the
capering
boys
a
quarter
of
a
mile
square
of
forest
was
savage
with
smoke
and
flame
.
The
separate
noises
of
the
fire
merged
into
a
drum-roll
that
seemed
to
shake
the
mountain
.
"
You
got
your
small
fire
all
right
.
"
Startled
,
Ralph
realized
that
the
boys
were
falling
still
and
silent
,
feeling
the
beginnings
of
awe
at
the
power
set
free
below
them
.
The
knowledge
and
the
awe
made
him
savage
.
"
Oh
,
shut
up
!
"
"
I
got
the
conch
,
"
said
Piggy
,
in
a
hurt
voice
.
"
I
got
a
right
to
speak
.
"
They
looked
at
him
with
eyes
that
lacked
interest
in
what
they
saw
,
and
cocked
ears
at
the
drum-roll
of
the
fire
.
Piggy
glanced
nervously
into
hell
and
cradled
the
conch
.
"
We
got
to
let
that
burn
out
now
.
And
that
was
our
firewood
.
"
He
licked
his
lips
.
"
There
ai
n't
nothing
we
can
do
.
We
ought
to
be
more
careful
.
I
'm
scared
--
"
