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Piggy
saw
the
smile
and
misinterpreted
it
as
friendliness
.
There
had
grown
up
tacitly
among
the
biguns
the
opinion
that
Piggy
was
an
outsider
,
not
only
by
accent
,
which
did
not
matter
,
but
by
fat
,
and
ass-mar
,
and
specs
,
and
a
certain
disinclination
for
manual
labor
.
Now
,
finding
that
something
he
had
said
made
Ralph
smile
,
he
rejoiced
and
pressed
his
advantage
.
"
We
got
a
lot
of
sticks
.
We
could
have
a
sundial
each
.
Then
we
should
know
what
the
time
was
.
"
"
A
fat
lot
of
good
that
would
be
.
"
"
You
said
you
wanted
things
done
.
So
as
we
could
be
rescued
.
"
"
Oh
,
shut
up
.
"
He
leapt
to
his
feet
and
trotted
back
to
the
pool
,
just
as
Maurice
did
a
rather
poor
dive
.
Ralph
was
glad
of
a
chance
to
change
the
subject
.
He
shouted
as
Maurice
came
to
the
surface
.
"
Belly
flop
!
Belly
flop
!
"
Maurice
flashed
a
smile
at
Ralph
who
slid
easily
into
the
water
.
Of
all
the
boys
,
he
was
the
most
at
home
there
;
but
today
,
irked
by
the
mention
of
rescue
,
the
useless
,
footling
mention
of
rescue
,
even
the
green
depths
of
water
and
the
shattered
,
golden
sun
held
no
balm
.
Instead
of
remaining
and
playing
,
he
swam
with
steady
strokes
under
Simon
and
crawled
out
of
the
other
side
of
the
pool
to
lie
there
,
sleek
and
streaming
like
a
seal
.
Piggy
,
always
clumsy
,
stood
up
and
came
to
stand
by
him
,
so
that
Ralph
rolled
on
his
stomach
and
pretended
not
to
see
.
The
mirages
had
died
away
and
gloomily
he
ran
his
eye
along
the
taut
blue
line
of
the
horizon
.
The
next
moment
he
was
on
his
feet
and
shouting
.
"
Smoke
!
Smoke
!
"
