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Chapter 1

“Where’s the man with the megaphone?” The fair boy shook his head. “This is an island. At least I think it’s an island. That’s a reef out in the sea. Perhaps the...

Chapter 2

"You got your small fire all right." […] the boys were falling still and silent, feeling the beginnings of awe at the power set free below them. (2.210)

Chapter 3

…The ground was hardened by an accustomed tread and as Jack rose to his full height he heard something moving on it. He swung back his right arm and hurled the spear with all his strength. (3.5)

Chapter 4

[Jack] began to dance and his laughter became a bloodthirsty snarling. (4.33)

Chapter 5

"All this I meant to say. Now I've said it. You voted me for chief. Now you do what I say." They quieted, slowly, and at last were seated again. Ralph dropped down and spoke in his ordinary voice....

Chapter 6

Even the sounds of nightmare from the other shelters no longer reached him, for he was back to where came from, feeding the ponies with sugar over the garden wall. (6.42)

Chapter 7

All at once, Robert was screaming and struggling with the strength of frenzy. Jack had him by the hair and was brandishing his knife. Behind him was Roger, fighting to get close. The chant rose rit...

Chapter 8

They surrounded the covert but the sow got away with the sting of another spear in her flank. The trailing butts hindered her and the sharp, cross-cut points were a torment. She blundered into a tr...

Chapter 9

The dark sky was shattered by a blue-white scar. […] The chant rose a tone in agony. “Kill the beast! Cut his throat! Spill his blood!” Now out of the terror rose another desire, thick, urgen...

Chapter 10

"I expect the beast disguised himself.""Perhaps […]. We'd better keep on the right side of him, anyhow. You can't tell what he might do."The tribe considered this; and then were shaken, as if by...

Chapter 11

Behind them on the grass the headless and paunched body of a sow lay where they had dropped it. (11.129)

Chapter 12

Ralph launched himself like a cat; stabbed, snarling, with the spear, and the savage doubled up. (12.165)
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