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Ralph
lay
flat
and
looked
up
at
the
palm
trees
and
the
sky
.
"
Meetings
.
Do
n't
we
love
meetings
?
Every
day
.
Twice
a
day
.
We
talk
.
"
He
got
on
one
elbow
.
"
I
bet
if
I
blew
the
conch
this
minute
,
they
'd
come
running
.
Then
we
'd
be
,
you
know
,
very
solemn
,
and
someone
would
say
we
ought
to
build
a
jet
,
or
a
submarine
,
or
a
TV
set
.
When
the
meeting
was
over
they
'd
work
for
five
minutes
,
then
wander
off
or
go
hunting
.
"
Jack
flushed
.
"
We
want
meat
.
"
"
Well
,
we
have
n't
got
any
yet
.
And
we
want
shelters
.
Besides
,
the
rest
of
your
hunters
came
back
hours
ago
.
They
've
been
swimming
.
"
"
I
went
on
,
"
said
Jack
.
"
I
let
them
go
.
I
had
to
go
on
.
I
--
"
He
tried
to
convey
the
compulsion
to
track
down
and
kill
that
was
swallowing
him
up
.
"
I
went
on
.
I
thought
,
by
myself
--
"
The
madness
came
into
his
eyes
again
.
