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CHAPTER SIX
Beast from Air
There was no light left save that of the stars. When they had understood what made this ghostly noise and Percival was quiet again, Ralph and Simon picked him up unhandily and carried him to a shelter. Piggy hung about near for all his brave words, and the three bigger boys went together to the next shelter. They lay restlessly and noisily among the dry leaves, watching the patch of stars that was the opening towards the lagoon1. Sometimes a littlun cried out from the other shelters and once a bigun spoke2 in the dark. Then they too fell asleep.
A sliver3 of moon rose over the horizon, hardly large enough to make a path of light even when it sat right down on the water; but there were other lights in the sky, that moved fast, winked4, or went out, though not even a faint popping came down from the battle fought at ten miles’ height. But a sign came down from the world of grown-ups, though at the time there was no child awake to read it. There was a sudden bright explosion and a corkscrew trail across the sky; then darkness again and stars. There was a speck5 above the island, a figure dropping swiftly beneath a parachute, a figure that hung with dangling6 limbs. The changing winds of various altitudes took the figure where they would. Then, three miles up, the wind steadied and bore it in a descending7 curve round the sky and swept it in a great slant8 across the reef and the lagoon towards the mountain. The figure fell and crumpled9 among the blue flowers of the mountain-side, but now there was a gentle breeze at this height too and the parachute flopped10 and banged and pulled. So the figure, with feet that dragged behind it, slid up the mountain. Yard by yard, puff11 by puff, the breeze hauled the figure through the blue flowers, over the boulders12 and red stones, till it lay huddled13 among the shattered rocks of the mountain-top. Here the breeze was fitful and allowed the strings14 of the parachute to tangle15 and festoon; and the figure sat, its helmeted head between its knees, held by a complication of lines. When the breeze blew the lines would strain taut16 and some accident of this pull lifted the head and chest upright so that the figure seemed to peer across the brow of the mountain. Then, each time the wind dropped, the lines would slacken and the figure bow forward again, sinking its head between its knees. So as the stars moved across the sky, the figure sat on the mountain-top and bowed and sank and bowed again.
In the darkness of early morning there were noises by a rock a little way down the side of the mountain. Two boys rolled out of a pile of brushwood and dead leaves, two dim shadows talking sleepily to each other. They were the twins, on duty at the fire. In theory one should have been asleep and one on watch. But they could never manage to do things sensibly if that meant acting17 independently, and since staying awake all night was impossible, they had both gone to sleep. Now they approached the darker smudge that had been the signal fire, yawning, rubbing their eyes, treading with practised feet. When they reached it they stopped yawning, and one ran quickly back for brushwood and leaves.
The other knelt down.
“I believe it’s out.”
“No.”
He lay down and put his lips close to the smudge and blew softly. His face appeared, lit redly. He stopped blowing for a moment.
“Sam—give us——”
“—tinder wood.”
Eric bent19 down and blew softly again till the patch was bright. Sam poked20 the piece of tinder wood into the hot spot, then a branch. The glow increased and the branch took fire. Sam piled on more branches.
“Don’t burn the lot,” said Eric, “you’re putting on too much.”
“Let’s warm up.”
“We’ll only have to fetch more wood.”
“I’m cold.”
“So’m I.”
“Besides, it’s——”
“—dark. All right, then.”
Eric squatted21 back and watched Sam make up the fire. He built a little tent of dead wood and the fire was safely alight.
“That was near.”
“He’d have been——”
“Huh.”
For a few moments the twins watched the fire in silence. Then Eric sniggered.
“Wasn’t he waxy?”
“About the——”
“Fire and the pig.”
“Huh. Remember old Waxy at school?”
“‘Boy—you-are-driving-me-slowly-insane!’”
The twins shared their identical laughter, then remembered the darkness and other things and glanced round uneasily. The flames, busy about the tent, drew their eyes back again. Eric watched the scurrying24 wood-lice that were so frantically25 unable to avoid the flames, and thought of the first fire—just down there, on the steeper side of the mountains, where now was complete darkness. He did not like to remember it, and looked away at the mountain-top.
Warmth radiated now, and beat pleasantly on them. Sam amused himself by fitting branches into the fire as closely as possible. Eric spread out his hands, searching for the distance at which the heat was just bearable. Idly looking beyond the fire, he resettled the scattered26 rocks from their flat shadows into daylight contours. Just there was the big rock, and the three stones there, that split rock, and there beyond, was a gap—just there—
“Sam.”
“Huh?”
“Nothing.”
The flames were mastering the branches, the bark was curling and falling away, the wood exploding. The tent fell inwards and flung a wide circle of light over the mountain-top.
“Sam——”
“Huh?”
“Sam! Sam!”
Sam looked at Eric irritably27. The intensity28 of Eric’s gaze made the direction in which he looked terrible, for Sam had his back to it. He scrambled29 round the fire, squatted by Eric, and looked to see. They became motionless, gripped in each other’s arms, four unwinking eyes aimed and two mouths open.
Far beneath them, the trees of the forest sighed, then roared. The hair on their foreheads fluttered and flames blew out sideways from the fire. Fifteen yards away from them came the plopping noise of fabric30 blown open.
Neither of the boys screamed but the grip of their arms tightened31 and their mouths grew peaked. For perhaps ten seconds they crouched32 like that while the flailing33 fire sent smoke and sparks and waves of inconstant light over the top of the mountain.
Then as though they had but one terrified mind between them they scrambled away over the rocks and fled.
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Ralph was dreaming. He had fallen asleep after what seemed hours of tossing and turning noisily among the dry leaves. Even the sounds of nightmare from the other shelters no longer reached him, for he was back from where he came from, feeding the ponies34 with sugar over the garden wall. Then someone was shaking his arm, telling him that it was time for tea.
“Ralph! Wake up!”
The leaves were roaring like the sea.
“Ralph, wake up!”
“What’s the matter?”
“We saw—”
“—the beast——”
“—plain!”
“Who are you? The twins?”
“Quiet. Piggy!”
The leaves were roaring still. Piggy bumped into him and a twin grabbed him as he made for the oblong of paling stars.
“You can’t go out—it’s horrible!”
“Piggy—where are the spears?”
“I can hear the——”
“Quiet then. Lie still.”
They lay there listening, at first with doubt but then with terror to the description the twins breathed at them between bouts36 of extreme silence. Soon the darkness was full of claws, full of the awful unknown and menace. An interminable dawn faded the stars out, and at last light, sad and grey, filtered into the shelter. They began to stir though still the world outside the shelter was impossibly dangerous. The maze37 of the darkness sorted into near and far, and at the high point of the sky the cloudlets were warmed with colour. A single sea bird flapped upwards38 with a hoarse39 cry that was echoed presently, and something squawked in the forest. Now streaks40 of cloud near the horizon began to glow rosily41, and the feathery tops of the palms were green.
Ralph knelt in the entrance to the shelter and peered cautiously round him.
“Sam’n Eric. Call them to an assembly. Quietly. Go on.”
The twins, holding tremulously to each other, dared the few yards to the next shelter and spread the dreadful news. Ralph stood up and walked for the sake of dignity, though with his back pricking42, to the platform. Piggy and Simon followed him and the other boys came sneaking43 after.
Ralph took the conch from where it lay on the polished seat and held it to his lips; but then he hesitated and did not blow. He held the shell up instead and showed it to them and they understood.
The rays of the sun that were fanning upwards from below the horizon, swung downwards44 to eye-level. Ralph looked for a moment at the growing slice of gold that lit them from the right hand and seemed to make speech possible. The circle of boys before him bristled45 with hunting spears.
He handed the conch to Eric, the nearest of the twins.
“We’ve seen the beast with our own eyes. No—we weren’t asleep——”
Sam took up the story. By custom now one conch did for both twins, for their substantial unity46 was recognized.
“That was awful. It kind of sat up——”
“The fire was bright——”
“We’d just made it up——”
“—more sticks on——”
“There were eyes——”
“Teeth——”
“Claws——”
“We ran as fast as we could——”
“Bashed into things——”
“The beast followed us——”
“I saw it slinking behind the trees——”
“Nearly touched me——”
Ralph pointed48 fearfully at Eric’s face, which was striped with scars where the bushes had torn him.
“How did you do that?”
Eric felt his face.
“I’m all rough. Am I bleeding?”
The circle of boys shrank away in horror. Johnny, yawning still, burst into noisy tears and was slapped by Bill till he choked on them. The bright morning was full of threats and the circle began to change. It faced out, rather than in, and the spears of sharpened wood were like a fence. Jack called them back to the centre.
“This’ll be a real hunt! Who’ll come?”
Ralph moved impatiently.
“These spears are made of wood. Don’t be silly.”
“Frightened?”
“Course I’m frightened. Who wouldn’t be?”
“I suppose you aren’t pulling our legs?”
Piggy took the conch.
“Couldn’t we—kind of—stay here? Maybe the beast won’t come near us.”
But for the sense of something watching them, Ralph would have shouted at him.
“Stay here? And be cramped52 into this bit of the island, always on the lookout53? How should we get our food? And what about the fire?”
“Let’s be moving,” said Jack restlessly, “we’re wasting time.”
“No we’re not. What about the littluns?”
“Sucks to the littluns!”
“Someone’s got to look after them.”
“Nobody has so far.”
“There was no need! Now there is. Piggy’ll look after them.”
“That’s right. Keep Piggy out of danger.”
“Have some sense. What can Piggy do with only one eye?”
“And another thing. You can’t have an ordinary hunt because the beast doesn’t leave tracks. If it did you’d have seen them. For all we know, the beast may swing through the trees like what’s its name.”
They nodded.
“So we’ve got to think.”
Piggy took off his damaged glasses and cleaned the remaining lens.
“How about us, Ralph?”
“You haven’t got the conch. Here.”
“I mean—how about us? Suppose the beast comes when you’re all away. I can’t see proper, and if I get scared——”
Jack broke in, contemptuously.
“You’re always scared.”
“I got the conch——”
“Conch! Conch!” shouted Jack, “we don’t need the conch any more. We know who ought to say things. What good did Simon do speaking, or Bill, or Walter? It’s time some people knew they’ve got to keep quiet and leave deciding things to the rest of us——”
Ralph could no longer ignore his speech. The blood was hot in his cheeks.
“You haven’t got the conch,” he said. “Sit down.”
Jack’s face went so white that the freckles55 showed as clear, brown flecks56. He licked his lips and remained standing57.
“This is a hunter’s job.”
The rest of the boys watched intently. Piggy, finding himself uncomfortably embroiled58, slid the conch to Ralph’s knees and sat down. The silence grew oppressive and Piggy held his breath.
“This is more than a hunter’s job,” said Ralph at last, “because you can’t track the beast. And don’t you want to be rescued?”
He turned to the assembly.
“Don’t you all want to be rescued?”
He looked back at Jack.
“I said before, the fire is the main thing. Now the fire must be out——”
The old exasperation59 saved him and gave him the energy to attack.
“Hasn’t anyone got any sense? We’ve got to re-light that fire. You never thought of that, Jack, did you? Or don’t any of you want to be rescued?”
Yes, they wanted to be rescued, there was no doubt about that; and with a violent swing to Ralph’s side, the crisis passed. Piggy let out his breath with a gasp60, reached for it again and failed. He lay against a log, his mouth gaping61, blue shadows creeping round his lips. Nobody minded him.
“Now think, Jack. Is there anywhere on the island you haven’t been?”
Unwillingly62 Jack answered.
“There’s only—but of course! You remember? The tail-end part, where the rocks are all piled up. I’ve been near there. The rock makes a sort of bridge. There’s only one way up.”
“And the thing might live there.”
All the assembly talked at once.
“Quiet! All right. That’s where we’ll look. If the beast isn’t there we’ll go up the mountain and look; and light the fire.”
“Let’s go.”
“We’ll eat first. Then go.” Ralph paused. “We’d better take spears.”
After they had eaten Ralph and the biguns set out along the beach. They left Piggy propped63 up on the platform. This day promised, like the others, to be a sunbath under a blue dome64. The beach stretched away before them in a gentle curve till perspective drew it into one with the forest; for the day was not advanced enough to be obscured by the shifting veils of mirage65. Under Ralph’s direction, they picked a careful way along the palm terrace, rather than dare the hot sand down by the water. He let Jack lead the way; and Jack trod with theatrical66 caution though they could have seen an enemy twenty yards away. Ralph walked in the rear, thankful to have escaped responsibility for a time.
Simon, walking in front of Ralph, felt a flicker67 of incredulity—a beast with claws that scratched, that sat on a mountain-top, that left no tracks and yet was not fast enough to catch Samneric. However Simon thought of the beast, there rose before his inward sight the picture of a human at once heroic and sick.
He sighed. Other people could stand up and speak to an assembly, apparently68, without that dreadful feeling of the pressure of personality; could say what they would as though they were speaking to only one person. He stepped aside and looked back. Ralph was coming along, holding his spear over his shoulder. Diffidently, Simon allowed his pace to slacken until he was walking side by side with Ralph and looking up at him through the coarse black hair that fell now to his eyes. Ralph glanced sideways, smiled constrainedly69 as though he had forgotten that Simon had made a fool of himself, then looked away again at nothing. For a moment or two Simon was happy to be accepted and then he ceased to think about himself. When he bashed into a tree Ralph looked sideways impatiently and Robert sniggered. Simon reeled and a white spot on his forehead turned red and trickled71. Ralph dismissed Simon and returned to his personal hell. They would reach the castle some time; and the chief would have to go forward.
“We’re in sight now.”
“All right. We’ll get as close as we can.”
He followed Jack towards the castle where the ground rose slightly. On their left was an impenetrable tangle of creepers and trees.
“Why couldn’t there be something in that?”
“Because you can see. Nothing goes in or out.”
“What about the castle then?”
“Look.”
Ralph parted the screen of grass and looked out. There were only a few more yards of stony73 ground and then the two sides of the island came almost together so that one expected a peak of headland. But instead of this a narrow ledge74 of rock, a few yards wide and perhaps fifteen long, continued the island out into the sea. There lay another of those pieces of pink squareness that underlay75 the structure of the island. This side of the castle, perhaps a hundred feet high, was the pink bastion they had seen from the mountain-top. The rock of the cliff was split and the top littered with great lumps that seemed to totter76.
Behind Ralph the tall grass had filled with silent hunters. Ralph looked at Jack.
“You’re a hunter.”
Jack went red.
“I know. All right.”
Something deep in Ralph spoke for him.
“I’m chief. I’ll go. Don’t argue.”
He turned to the others.
“You. Hide here. Wait for me.”
He found his voice tended either to disappear or to come out too loud. He looked at Jack.
“Do you—think?”
Jack muttered.
“I’ve been all over. It must be here.”
“I see.”
Ralph answered him politely, as if agreeing about the weather.
“No. I suppose not.”
His mouth was tight and pale. He put back his hair very slowly.
“Well. So long.”
He forced his feet to move until they had carried him out on to the neck of land.
He was surrounded on all sides by chasms78 of empty air. There was nowhere to hide, even if one did not have to go on. He paused on the narrow neck and looked down. Soon, in a matter of centuries, the sea would make an island of the castle. On the right hand was the lagoon, troubled by the open sea; and on the left——
Ralph shuddered79. The lagoon had protected them from the Pacific: and for some reason only Jack had gone right down to the water on the other side. Now he saw the landsman’s view of the swell80 and it seemed like the breathing of some stupendous creature. Slowly the waters sank among the rocks, revealing pink tables of granite81, strange growths of coral, polyp, and weed. Down, down, the waters went, whispering like the wind among the heads of the forest. There was one flat rock there, spread like a table, and the waters sucking down on the four weedy sides made them seem like cliffs. Then the sleeping leviathan breathed out—the waters rose, the weed streamed, and the water boiled over the table rock with a roar. There was no sense of the passage of waves; only this minute-long fall and rise and fall.
Ralph turned away to the red cliff. They were waiting behind him in the long grass, waiting to see what he would do. He noticed that the sweat in his palm was cool now; realized with surprise that he did not really expect to meet any beast and didn’t know what he would do about it if he did.
He saw that he could climb the cliff but this was not necessary. The squareness of the rock allowed a sort of plinth round it, so that to the right, over the lagoon, one could inch along a ledge and turn the corner out of sight. It was easy going, and soon he was peering round the rock.
Nothing but what you might expect: pink, tumbled boulders with guano layered on them like icing; and a steep slope up to the shattered rocks that crowned the bastion.
A sound behind him made him turn. Jack was edging along the ledge.
“Couldn’t let you do it on your own.”
Ralph said nothing. He led the way over the rocks, inspected a sort of half-cave that held nothing more terrible than a clutch of rotten eggs and at last sat down, looking round him and tapping the rock with the butt82 of his spear.
Jack was excited.
“What a place for a fort!”
A column of spray wetted them.
“No fresh water.”
“What’s that then?”
There was indeed a long green smudge half-way up the rock. They climbed up and tasted the trickle70 of water.
“You could keep a coco-nut shell there, filling all the time.”
“Not me. This is a rotten place.”
Side by side they scaled the last height to where the diminishing pile was crowned by the last broken rock. Jack struck the near one with his fist and it grated slightly.
“Do you remember——?”
Consciousness of the bad times in between came to them both. Jack talked quickly.
“Shove a palm trunk under that and if an enemy came—look!”
A hundred feet below them was the narrow causeway, then the stony ground, then the grass dotted with heads, and behind that the forest.
“What’s the matter?”
Ralph turned.
“Why?”
“You were looking—I don’t know how.”
“There’s no signal now. Nothing to show.”
“You’re nuts on the signal.”
The taut blue horizon encircled them, broken only by the mountain-top.
“That’s all we’ve got.”
He leaned his spear against the rocking stone and pushed back two handfuls of hair.
“We’ll have to go back and climb the mountain. That’s where they saw the beast.”
“The beast won’t be there.”
“What else can we do?”
The others, waiting in the grass, saw Jack and Ralph unharmed and broke cover into the sunlight. They forgot the beast in the excitement of exploration. They swarmed85 across the bridge and soon were climbing and shouting. Ralph stood now, one hand against an enormous red block, a block large as a millwheel that had been split off and hung, tottering86. Sombrely he watched the mountain. He clenched87 his fist and beat hammer-wise on the red wall at his right. His lips were tightly compressed and his eyes yearned88 beneath the fringe of hair.
“Smoke.”
“Jack! Come on.”
But Jack was not there. A knot of boys, making a great noise that he had not noticed, were heaving and pushing at a rock. As he turned, the base cracked and the whole mass toppled into the sea so that a thunderous plume90 of spray leapt half-way up the cliff.
“Stop it! Stop it!”
His voice struck a silence among them.
“Smoke.”
A strange thing happened in his head. Something flittered there in front of his mind like a bat’s wing, obscuring his idea.
“Smoke.”
At once the ideas were back, and the anger.
“We want smoke. And you go wasting your time. You roll rocks.”
Roger shouted.
“We’ve got plenty of time!”
Ralph shook his head.
“We’ll go to the mountain.”
The clamour broke out. Some of the boys wanted to go back to the beach. Some wanted to roll more rocks. The sun was bright and danger had faded with the darkness.
“Jack. The beast might be on the other side. You can lead again. You’ve been.”
“We could go by the shore. There’s fruit.”
Bill came up to Ralph.
“Why can’t we stay here for a bit?”
“That’s right.”
“Let’s have a fort——”
“There’s no food here,” said Ralph, “and no shelter. Not much fresh water.”
“This would make a wizard fort.”
“We can roll rocks——”
“Right on to the bridge——”
“I say we’ll go on!” shouted Ralph furiously. “We’ve got to make certain. We’ll go now.”
“Let’s stay here——”
“Back to the shelter——”
“I’m tired——”
“No!”
“I’m chief. We’ve got to make certain. Can’t you see the mountain? There’s no signal showing. There may be a ship out there. Are you all off your rockers?”
Mutinously92, the boys fell silent or muttering.
Jack led the way down the rock and across the bridge.
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