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"
You
do
n't
half
look
a
mess
.
"
Jack
planned
his
new
face
.
He
made
one
cheek
and
one
eye-socket
white
,
then
he
rubbed
red
over
the
other
half
of
his
face
and
slashed
a
black
bar
of
charcoal
across
from
right
ear
to
left
jaw
.
He
looked
in
the
pool
for
his
reflection
,
but
his
breathing
troubled
the
mirror
.
"
Samneric
.
Get
me
a
coconut
.
An
empty
one
.
"
He
knelt
,
holding
the
shell
of
water
.
A
rounded
patch
of
sunlight
fell
on
his
face
and
a
brightness
appeared
in
the
depths
of
the
water
.
He
looked
in
astonishment
,
no
longer
at
himself
but
at
an
awesome
stranger
.
He
spilt
the
water
and
leapt
to
his
feet
,
laughing
excitedly
.
Beside
the
pool
his
sinewy
body
held
up
a
mask
that
drew
their
eyes
and
appalled
them
.
He
began
to
dance
and
his
laughter
became
a
bloodthirsty
snarling
.
He
capered
toward
Bill
,
and
the
mask
was
a
thing
on
its
own
,
behind
which
Jack
hid
,
liberated
from
shame
and
self-consciousness
.
The
face
of
red
and
white
and
black
swung
through
the
air
and
jigged
toward
Bill
.
Bill
started
up
laughing
;
then
suddenly
he
fell
silent
and
blundered
away
through
the
bushes
.
Jack
rushed
toward
the
twins
.
"
The
rest
are
making
a
line
.
Come
on
!
"
"
But
--
"
"
--
we
--
"
"
Come
on
!
I
'll
creep
up
and
stab
--
"
