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( CHAPTER EIGHT - Continued )
“Now!”
The drove of pigs started up; and at a range of only ten yards the wooden spears with fire-hardened points flew towards the chosen pig. One piglet, with a demented shriek1, rushed into the sea trailing Roger’s spear behind it. The sow gave a gasping2 squeal3 and staggered up, with two spears sticking in her fat flank. The boys shouted and rushed forward, the piglets scattered4 and the sow burst the advancing line and went crashing away through the forest.
“After her!”
They raced along the pig-track, but the forest was too dark and tangled5 so that Jack6, cursing, stopped them and cast among the trees. Then he said nothing for a time but breathed fiercely so that they were awed7 by him and looked at each other in uneasy admiration8. Presently he stabbed down at the ground with his finger.
“There——”
Before the others could examine the drop of blood, Jack had swerved9 off, judging a trace, touching10 a bough11 that gave. So he followed, mysteriously right and assured; and the hunters trod behind him.
“In there.”
They surrounded the covert but the sow got away with the sting of another spear in her flank. The trailing butts14 hindered her and the sharp, cross-cut points were a torment15. She blundered into a tree, forcing a spear still deeper; and after that any of the hunters could follow her easily by the drops of vivid blood. The afternoon wore on, hazy16 and dreadful with damp heat; the sow staggered her way ahead of them, bleeding and mad, and the hunters followed, wedded17 to her in lust18, excited by the long chase and the dropped blood. They could see her now, nearly got up with her, but she spurted19 with her last strength and held ahead of them again. They were just behind her when she staggered into an open space where bright flowers grew and butterflies danced round each other and the air was hot and still.
Here, struck down by the heat, the sow fell and the hunters hurled20 themselves at her. This dreadful eruption21 from an unknown world made her frantic22; she squealed23 and bucked24 and the air was full of sweat and noise and blood and terror. Roger ran round the heap, prodding25 with his spear whenever pigflesh appeared. Jack was on top of the sow, stabbing downward with his knife. Roger found a lodgment for his point and began to push till he was leaning with his whole weight. The spear moved forward inch by inch and the terrified squealing26 became a high-pitched scream. Then Jack found the throat and the hot blood spouted27 over his hands. The sow collapsed28 under them and they were heavy and fulfilled upon her. The butterflies still danced, preoccupied29 in the centre of the clearing.
At last the immediacy of the kill subsided30. The boys drew back, and Jack stood up, holding out his hands.
“Look.”
He giggled31 and flinked them while the boys laughed at his reeking32 palms. Then Jack grabbed Maurice and rubbed the stuff over his cheeks. Roger began to withdraw his spear and the boys noticed it for the first time. Robert stabilized33 the thing in a phrase which was received uproariously.
“Did you hear?”
“Did you hear what he said?”
“Right up her ass!”
This time Robert and Maurice acted the two parts; and Maurice’s acting35 of the pig’s efforts to avoid the advancing spear was so funny that the boys cried with laughter.
At length even this palled36. Jack began to clean his bloody37 hands on the rock. Then he started work on the sow and paunched her, lugging38 out the hot bags of coloured guts39, pushing them into a pile on the rock while the others watched him. He talked as he worked.
“We’ll take the meat along the beach. I’ll go back to the platform and invite them to a feast. That should give us time.”
“Chief——”
“Uh——?”
“How can we make a fire?”
“We’ll raid them and take fire. There must be four of you; Henry and you, Bill and Maurice. We’ll put on paint and sneak42 up; Roger can snatch a branch while I say what I want. The rest of you can get this back to where we were. We’ll build the fire there. And after that——”
He paused and stood up, looking at the shadows under the trees. His voice was lower when he spoke again.
“But we’ll leave part of the kill for …”
He knelt down again and was busy with his knife. The boys crowded round him. He spoke over his shoulder to Roger.
“Sharpen a stick at both ends.”
Presently he stood up, holding the dripping sow’s head in his hands.
“Where’s that stick?”
“Here.”
“Ram one end in the earth. Oh—it’s rock. Jam it in that crack. There.”
Jack held up the head and jammed the soft throat down on the pointed43 end of the stick which pierced through into the mouth. He stood back and the head hung there, a little blood dribbling44 down the stick.
Instinctively45 the boys drew back too; and the forest was very still. They listened, and the loudest noise was the buzzing of flies over the spilled guts.
Jack spoke in a whisper.
“Pick up the pig.”
Maurice and Robert skewered46 the carcass, lifted the dead weight, and stood ready. In the silence, and standing47 over the dry blood, they looked suddenly furtive48.
Jack spoke loudly.
“This head is for the beast. It’s a gift.”
The silence accepted the gift and awed them. The head remained there, dim-eyed, grinning faintly, blood blackening between the teeth. All at once they were running away, as fast as they could, through the forest towards the open beach.
Simon stayed where he was, a small brown image, concealed49 by the leaves. Even if he shut his eyes the sow’s head still remained like an after-image. The half-shut eyes were dim with the infinite cynicism of adult life. They assured Simon that everything was a bad business.
“I know that.”
Simon discovered that he had spoken aloud. He opened his eyes quickly and there was the head grinning amusedly in the strange daylight, ignoring the flies, the spilled guts, even ignoring the indignity50 of being spiked51 on a stick.
He looked away, licking his dry lips.
A gift for the beast. Might not the beast come for it? The head, he thought, appeared to agree with him. Run away, said the head silently, go back to the others. It was a joke really—why should you bother? You were just wrong, that’s all. A little headache, something you ate, perhaps. Go back, child, said the head silently.
Simon looked up, feeling the weight of his wet hair, and gazed at the sky. Up there, for once, were clouds, great bulging52 towers that sprouted53 away over the island, grey and cream and copper-coloured. The clouds were sitting on the land; they squeezed, produced moment by moment, this close, tormenting54 heat. Even the butterflies deserted55 the open space where the obscene thing grinned and dripped. Simon lowered his head, carefully keeping his eyes shut, then sheltered them with his hand. There were no shadows under the trees but everywhere a pearly stillness, so that what was real seemed illusive56 and without definition. The pile of guts was a black blob of flies that buzzed like a saw. After a while these flies found Simon. Gorged57, they alighted by his runnels of sweat and drank. They tickled58 under his nostrils59 and played leap-frog on his thighs60. They were black and iridescent61 green and without number; and in front of Simon, the Lord of the Flies hung on his stick and grinned. At last Simon gave up and looked back; saw the white teeth and dim eyes, the blood—and his gaze was held by that ancient, inescapable recognition. In Simon’s right temple, a pulse began to beat on the brain.
Ralph and Piggy lay in the sand, gazing at the fire and idly flicking62 pebbles63 into its smokeless heart.
“That branch is gone.”
“Where’s Samneric?”
“We ought to get some more wood. We’re out of green branches.”
Ralph sighed and stood up. There were no shadows under the palms on the platform; only this strange light that seemed to come from everywhere at once. High up among the bulging clouds thunder went off like a gun.
“We’re going to get buckets of rain.”
“What about the fire?”
Ralph trotted64 into the forest and returned with a wide spray of green which he dumped on the fire. The branch crackled, the leaves curled and the yellow smoke expanded.
Piggy made an aimless little pattern in the sand with his fingers.
“Trouble is, we haven’t got enough people for a fire. You got to treat Samneric as one turn. They do everything together——”
“Of course.”
“Well, that isn’t fair. Don’t you see? They ought to do two turns.”
Ralph considered this and understood. He was vexed65 to find how little he thought like a grown-up and sighed again. The island was getting worse and worse.
Piggy looked at the fire.
“You’ll want another green branch soon.”
Ralph rolled over.
“Piggy. What are we going to do?”
“Just have to get on without ’em.”
“But—the fire.”
He frowned at the black and white mess in which lay the unburnt ends of branches. He tried to formulate66.
“I’m scared.”
He saw Piggy look up; and blundered on.
“Not of the beast. I mean I’m scared of that too. But nobody else understands about the fire. If someone threw you a rope when you were drowning. If a doctor said take this because if you don’t take it you’ll die—you would, wouldn’t you? I mean?”
“’Course I would.”
“Can’t they see? Can’t they understand? Without the smoke signal we’ll die here? Look at that!”
A wave of heated air trembled above the ashes but without a trace of smoke.
“We can’t keep one fire going. And they don’t care. And what’s more——” He looked intensely into Piggy’s streaming face.
“What’s more, I don’t sometimes. Supposing I got like the others—not caring. What ’ud become of us?”
Piggy took off his glasses, deeply troubled.
“I dunno, Ralph. We just got to go on, that’s all. That’s what grown-ups would do.”
Ralph, having begun the business of unburdening himself, continued.
“Piggy, what’s wrong?”
Piggy looked at him in astonishment67.
“Do you mean the——?”
“No, not it … I mean … what makes things break up like they do?”
Piggy rubbed his glasses slowly and thought. When he understood how far Ralph had gone towards accepting him he flushed pinkly with pride.
“I dunno, Ralph. I expect it’s him.”
“Jack?”
Ralph nodded solemnly.
“Yes,” he said, “I suppose it must be.”
The forest near them burst into uproar34. Demoniac figures with faces of white and red and green rushed out howling, so that the littluns fled screaming. Out of the corner of his eye, Ralph saw Piggy running. Two figures rushed at the fire and he prepared to defend himself but they grabbed half-burnt branches and raced away along the beach. The three others stood still, watching Ralph; and he saw that the tallest of them, stark69 naked save for paint and a belt, was Jack.
Ralph had his breath back and spoke.
“Well?”
Jack ignored him, lifted his spear and began to shout.
“Listen all of you. Me and my hunters, we’re living along the beach by a flat rock. We hunt and feast and have fun. If you want to join my tribe come and see us. Perhaps I’ll let you join. Perhaps not.”
He paused and looked round. He was safe from shame or self-consciousness behind the mask of his paint and could look at each of them in turn. Ralph was kneeling by the remains70 of the fire like a sprinter71 at his mark and his face was half-hidden by hair and smut. Samneric peered together round a palm tree at the edge of the forest. A littlun howled, creased72 and crimson73, by the bathing-pool and Piggy stood on the platform, the white conch gripped in his hands.
“To-night we’re having a feast. We’ve killed a pig and we’ve got meat. You can come and eat with us if you like.”
Up in the cloud canyons74 the thunder boomed again. Jack and the two anonymous75 savages77 with him swayed, looked up, and then recovered. The littlun went on howling. Jack was waiting for something. He whispered urgently to the others.
“Go on—now!”
The two savages murmured. Jack spoke sharply.
“Go on!”
The two savages looked at each other, raised their spears together and spoke in time.
“The Chief has spoken.”
Then the three of them turned and trotted away.
Presently Ralph rose to his feet, looking at the place where the savages had vanished. Samneric came, talking in an awed whisper.
“I thought it was——”
“—and I was——”
“—scared.”
Piggy stood above them on the platform, still holding the conch.
“That was Jack and Maurice and Robert,” said Ralph. “Aren’t they having fun?”
“Sucks to your ass-mar.”
“When I saw Jack I was sure he’d go for the conch. Can’t think why.”
The group of boys looked at the white shell with affectionate respect. Piggy placed it in Ralph’s hands and the littluns, seeing the familiar symbol, started to come back.
“Not here.”
He turned towards the platform, feeling the need for ritual. First went Ralph, the white conch cradled, then Piggy very grave, then the twins, then the littluns and the others.
“Sit down all of you. They raided us for fire. They’re having fun. But the——”
Ralph was puzzled by the shutter79 that flickered80 in his brain. There was something he wanted to say; then the shutter had come down.
“But the——”
They were regarding him gravely, not yet troubled by any doubts about his sufficiency. Ralph pushed the idiot hair out of his eyes and looked at Piggy.
“But the … oh . . the fire! Of course, the fire!”
He started to laugh, then stopped and became fluent instead.
“The fire’s the most important thing. Without the fire we can’t be rescued. I’d like to put on war-paint and be a savage76. But we must keep the fire burning. The fire’s the most important thing on the island, because, because——”
He paused again and the silence became full of doubt and wonder.
Piggy whispered urgently.
“Rescue.”
“Oh yes. Without the fire we can’t be rescued. So we must stay by the fire and make smoke.”
When he stopped no one said anything. After the many brilliant speeches that had been made on this very spot Ralph’s remarks seemed lame81, even to the littluns.
At last Bill held out his hands for the conch.
“Now we can’t have the fire up there—because we can’t have the fire up there—we need more people to keep it going. Let’s go to this feast and tell them the fire’s hard on the rest of us. And then hunting and all that—being savages I mean—it must be jolly good fun.”
Samneric took the conch.
“That must be fun like Bill says—and as he’s invited us——”
“—to a feast——”
“—meat——”
“—crackling——”
“—I could do with some meat——”
Ralph held up his hand.
“Why shouldn’t we get our own meat?”
The twins looked at each other. Bill answered.
“We don’t want to go in the jungle.”
“He—you know—goes.”
“He’s a hunter. They’re all hunters. That’s different.”
No one spoke for a moment, then Piggy muttered to the sand.
“Meat——”
The littluns sat, solemnly thinking of meat and dribbling. Overhead the cannon83 boomed again and the dry palm-fronds clattered84 in a sudden gust85 of hot wind.
“You are a silly little boy,” said the Lord of the Flies, “just an ignorant, silly little boy.”
“Don’t you agree?” said the Lord of the Flies. “Aren’t you just a silly little boy?”
Simon answered him in the same silent voice.
“Well then,” said the Lord of the Flies, “you’d better run off and play with the others. They think you’re batty. You don’t want Ralph to think you’re batty, do you? You like Ralph a lot, don’t you? And Piggy, and Jack?”
Simon’s head was tilted87 slightly up. His eyes could not break away and the Lord of the Flies hung in space before him.
“What are you doing out here all alone? Aren’t you afraid of me?”
Simon shook.
“There isn’t anyone to help you. Only me. And I’m the Beast.”
“Pig’s head on a stick.”
“Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill!” said the head. For a moment or two the forest and all the other dimly appreciated places echoed with the parody89 of laughter. “You knew, didn’t you? I’m part of you? Close, close, close! I’m the reason why it’s no go? Why things are what they are?”
The laughter shivered again.
“Come now,” said the Lord of the Flies. “Get back to the others and we’ll forget the whole thing.”
Simon’s head wobbled. His eyes were half-closed as though he were imitating the obscene thing on the stick. He knew that one of his times was coming on. The Lord of the Flies was expanding like a balloon.
“This is ridiculous. You know perfectly90 well you’ll only meet me down there—so don’t try to escape!”
Simon’s body was arched and stiff. The Lord of the Flies spoke in the voice of a schoolmaster.
“This has gone quite far enough. My poor, misguided child, do you think you know better than I do?”
There was a pause.
“I’m warning you. I’m going to get waxy91. D’you see? You’re not wanted. Understand? We are going to have fun on this island. Understand? We are going to have fun on this island! So don’t try it on, my poor misguided boy, or else——”
Simon found he was looking into a vast mouth. There was blackness within, a blackness that spread.
“—Or else,” said the Lord of the Flies, “we shall do you. See? Jack and Roger and Maurice and Robert and Bill and Piggy and Ralph. Do you. See?”
Simon was inside the mouth. He fell down and lost consciousness.
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squeal
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jack
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admiration
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touching
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bough
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butts
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spurted
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prodding
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lugging
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dribbling
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shutter
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gust
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parody
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