Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница

"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?"

The rest of the boys were looking from Jack to Ralph, curiously.

"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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница 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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница 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 freckles showed as clear, brown

flecks. He licked his lips and remained standing.

"This is a hunter's job."

The rest of the boys watched intently. Piggy, finding himself

uncomfortably embroiled, 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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница 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 exasperation saved him and gave him the energy to attack.

"Hasn't anyone got any sense? We've got to relight that fire. You never

thought or 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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница crisis passed. Piggy let out his breath

with a gasp, reached for it again and failed. He lay against a log, his

mouth gaping, blue shadows creeping round his lips. Nobody minded frim.

"Now think, Jack. Is there anywhere on the island you haven't been?"

Unwillingly 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.

"Quite! All right That's where Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница well 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 propped up on the platform. This day promised, like the

others, to be a sunbath under a blue dome. 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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница by the shifting veils of

mirage. 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 theatrical 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 flicker 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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница, 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,



apparently, 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 now fell to his eyes. Ralph glanced sideways Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница, smiled

constrainedly 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 trickled. Ralph

dismissed Simon and returned to his personal hell They would reach the

castle some time; and the chief would have to go forward.

Jack came trotting back.

"We're in sight now."

"All right. We'll get as Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница close as we can."

He followed Jack toward the castle where the ground rose slightly. On

their left was at. 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 stony 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 ledge of rock, a few yards wide and perhaps fifteen Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница long, continued

the island out into the sea. There lay another of those pieces of pink

squareness that underlay 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 totter.

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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница 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."

Simon mumbled confusedly: "I don't believe in the beast."

Ralph answered him politely, as if agreeing about the weather.

"No. 1 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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница.

He was surrounded on all sides by chasms of empty air. There was

nowhere to hide, even if one did not nave 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 shuddered. 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 swell and it Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница seemed like the

breathing of some stupendous creature. Slowly the waters sank among the

rocks, revealing pink tables of granite, 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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница.

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 mat to the

right, over the lagoon, one could inch along a ledge and turn the Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница 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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница tapping the rock with the butt 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 trickle of water.

"You could keep a coconut 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 Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница-?"

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.

"One heave," cried Jack, exulting, "and-wheee-!"

He made a sweeping movement with his hand. Ralph looked toward the

mountain.

"What's the matter?"

Ralph turned.

"Why?"

"You were looking-I don't know why."

"There's no signal now. Nothing to show."

"You're nuts on the signal."

The Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница 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 swarmed across the bridge and soon were climbing and

shouting. Ralph stood now, one hand against an enormous red block Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница, a block

large as a mill wheel that had been split off and hung, tottering. Somberly

he watched the mountain. He clenched his fist and beat hammer-wise on the

red wall at his right His lips were tightly compressed and his eyes yearned

beneath the fringe of hair.

"Smoke."

He sucked his bruised fist.

"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 plume

of spray leapt half Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница-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 clamor broke out. Some of the boys wanted to go back to the beach.

Some wanted to roll more rocks Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница. 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 onto the bridge-"

"I say we'll go on!" shouted Ralph furiously. "We've got to make

certain. We'll Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница go now."

"Let's stay here-"

"Back to the shelter-"

"I'm tired-"

"No!"

Ralph struck the skin off his knuckles. They did not seem to hurt.

"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?"

Mutinously, the boys fell silent or muttering.

Jack led the way down the rock and across the bridge.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Shadows and Tall Trees

The pig-run kept close to the jumble of rocks that lay down by the

water on the Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница other side and Ralph was content to follow Jack along it. If

you could shut your ears to the slow suck down of the sea and boil of the

return, if you could forget how dun and unvisited were the ferny coverts on

either side, then there was a chance that you might put the beast out of

mind and dream for a while. The sun had swung over the vertical and the

afternoon heat was closing in on the island. Ralph passed a message forward

to Jack and when they next came to fruit the whole party stopped and ate.

Sitting, Ralph was Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница aware of the heat for the first time that day. He

pulled distastefully at his grey shirt and wondered whether he might

undertake the adventure of washing it. Sitting under what seemed an unusual

heat, even for this island, Ralph planned his toilet. He would like to have

a pair of scissors and cut this hair-he flung the mass back-cut this filthy

hair right back to half an inch. He would like to have a bath, a proper

wallow with soap. He passed his tongue experimentally over his teeth and

decided that a toothbrush would come in handy too. Then there were his

nails-

Ralph turned his Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница hand over and examined them. They were bitten down to

the quick though he could not remember when he had restarted this habit nor

any time when he indulged it.

"Be sucking my thumb next-"

He looked round, furtively. Apparently no one had heard. The hunters

sat, stuffing themselves with this easy meal, trying to convince themselves

that they got sufficient kick out of bananas and that other olive-grey,

jelly-like fruit With the memory of his sometime clean self as a standard,

Ralph looked them over. They were dirty, not with the spectacular dirt of

boys who have fallen into mud Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница or been brought down hard on a rainy day. Not

one of them was an obvious subject for a shower, and yet-hair, much too

long, tangled here and there, knotted round a dead leaf or a twig; faces

cleaned fairly well by the process of eating and sweating but marked in the

less accessible angles with a kind of shadow; clothes, worn away, stiff like

his own with sweat, put on, not for decorum or comfort but out of custom;

the skin of the body, scurfy with brine-

He discovered with a little fall of the heart that these were the

conditions he took Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница as normal now and that he did not mind. He sighed and

pushed away the stalk from which he had stripped the fruit. Already the

hunters were stealing away to do their business in the woods or down by the

rocks. He turned and looked out to sea.

Here, on the other side of the island, the view was utterly different.

The filmy enchantments of mirage could not endure the cold ocean water and

the horizon was hard, clipped blue. Ralph wandered down to the rocks. Down

here, almost on a level with the sea, you could follow with your eye the

ceaseless, bulging Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница passage of the deep sea waves. They were miles wide,

apparently not breakers or the banked ridges of shallow water. They traveled

the length of the island with an air of disregarding it and being set on

other business; they were less a progress than a momentous rise and fall or

the whole ocean. Now the sea would suck down, making cascades and waterfalls

of retreating water, would sink past the rocks and plaster down the seaweed

like shining hair: then, pausing, gather and rise with a roar, irresistibly

swelling over point and outcrop, climbing the little cliff, sending at last

an arm of surf up a gully Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница to end a yard or so from him in fingers of spray.

Wave after wave, Ralph followed the rise and fall until something of

the remoteness of the sea numbed his brain. Then gradually the almost

infinite size of this water forced itself on his attention. This was the

divider, the barrier. On the other side of the island, swathed at midday

with mirage, defended by the shield of the quiet lagoon, one might dream of

rescue; but here, faced by the brute obtuseness of the ocean, the miles of

division, one was clamped down, one was helpless, one was condemned, one

was-

Simon Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница was speaking almost in his ear. Ralph found that he had rock

painfully gripped in both hands, found his body arched, the muscles of his

neck stiff, his mouth strained open.

"You'll get back to where you came from."

Simon nodded as he spoke. He was kneeling on one knee, looking down

from a higher rock which he held with both hands; his other leg stretched

down to Ralph's level.

Ralph was puzzled and searched Simon's face for a clue.

"It's so big, I mean-"

Simon nodded.

"All the same. You'll get back all right. I think so, anyway."

Some Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница of the strain had gone from Ralph's body. He glanced at the sea

and then smiled bitterly at Simon.

"Got a ship in your pocket?"

Simon grinned and shook his head.

"How do you know, then?"

When Simon was still silent Ralph said curtly, "You're batty."

Simon shook his head violently till the coarse black hair flew

backwards and forwards across his face.

"No, I'm not. I just think you'll get back all right."

For a moment nothing more was said. And then they suddenly smiled at

each other.

Roger called from the coverts.

"Come and see!"

The Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница ground was turned over near the pig-run and there were droppings

that steamed. Jack bent down to them as though he loved them.

"Ralph-we need meat even if we are hunting the other thing."

"If you mean going the right way, well hunt."

They set off again, the hunters bunched a little by fear of the

mentioned beast, while Jack quested ahead. They went more slowly than Ralph

had bargained for; yet in a way he was glad to loiter, cradling his spear.

Jack came up against some emergency of his craft and soon the procession

stopped. Ralph leaned against a Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница tree and at once the daydreams came swarming

up. Jack was in charge of the mint and there would be time to get to the

mountain-

Once, following his father from Chatham to Devonport, they had lived in

a cottage on the edge of the moors. In the succession of houses that Ralph

had known, this one stood out with particular clarity because after that

house he had been sent away to school. Mummy had still been with them and

Daddy had come home every day. Wild ponies came to the stone wall at the

bottom of the garden, and it had snowed. Just behind the Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница cottage there was a

sort of shed and you could lie up there, watching the flakes swirl past You

could see the damp spot where each flake died, then you could mark the first

flake that lay down without melting and watch the whole ground turn white.

You could go indoors when you were cold and look out of the window, past

that bright copper kettle and the plate with the little blue men.

When you went to bed there was a bowl of cornflakes with sugar and

cream. And the books-they stood on the shelf by the bed, leaning together

with always Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница two or three laid flat on top because he had not bothered to put

them back properly. They were dog-eared and scratched. There was the bright,

shining one about Topsy and Mopsy that he never read because it was about

two girls; there was the one about the magician which you read with a kind

of tied-down terror, skipping page twenty-seven with the awful picture of

the spider; there was a book about people who had dug things up, Egyptian

things; there was The Boy's Book of Trains, The Boy's Book of Ships. Vividly

they came before him; he could Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница have reached up and touched them, could feel

the weight and slow slide with which The Mammoth Book for Boys would come

out and slither down. . . . Everything was all right; everything was

good-humored and friendly.

The bushes crashed ahead of them. Boys flung themselves wildly from the

pig track and scrabbled in the creepers, screaming. Ralph saw Jack nudged

aside and fall. Then there was a creature bounding along the pig track

toward him, with tusks gleaming and an intimidating grunt. Ralph found he

was able to measure the distance coldly and take aim. With the boar only

five yards away, he flung the Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница foolish wooden stick that he carried, saw it

hit the great snout and hang there for a moment. The boar's note changed to

a squeal and it swerved aside into the covert. The pig-run filled with

shouting boys again, Jack came running back, and poked about in the

undergrowth.

Through here-"

"But he'd do us!"

"Through here, I said-"

The boar was floundering away from them. They found another pig-run

parallel to the first and Jack raced away. Ralph was lull of night and

apprehension and pride.

"I hit him! The spear stuck in-"

Now they came, unexpectedly, to an open Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница space by the sea. Jack cast

about on the bare rock and looked anxious.

"He's gone."

"I hit him," said Ralph again, "and the spear stuck in a bit."

He felt the need of witnesses.

"Didn't you see me?"

Maurice nodded.

"I saw you. Right bang on his snout- Wheee!"

Ralph talked on, excitedly.

"I hit him all right The spear stuck in. I wounded him!"

He sunned himself in their new respect and felt that hunting was good

after all.

"I walloped him properly. That was the beast, I think!" Jack came back.

"That wasn't the beast That was a Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница boar."

"I bit him."

"Why didn't you grab him? I tried-"

Ralph's voice ran up.

"But a boar!"

Jack flushed suddenly.

"You said he'd do us. What did you want to throw for? Why didn't you

wait?"

He held out his arm.

"Look."

He turned his left forearm for them all to see. On the outside was a

rip; not much, but bloody. . "He did mat with his tusks. I couldn't get my

spear down in time."

Attention focused on Jack.

"That's a wound," said Simon, "and you ought to suck it Like

Berengaria."

Jack sucked.

"I Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница hit him," said Ralph indignantly. "I bit him with my spear, I

wounded him."

He tried for their attention.

"He was coming along the path. I threw, like this-"

Robert snarled at him. Ralph entered into the play and everybody

laughed. Presently they were all jabbing at Robert who made mock rushes.

Jack shouted.

"Make a ring!"

The circle moved in and round. Robert squealed in mock terror, then in

real pain.

"Ow! Stop it! You're hurting!"

The butt end of a spear fell on his back as he blundered among them.

"Hold him!"

They got his arms and Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница legs. Ralph, carried away by a sudden thick

excitement, grabbed Eric's spear and jabbed at Robert with it.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

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 ritually, as at the last

moment of a dance or a hunt.

"Kill the pig! Cut his throat! Kill the pig! Bash him in!"

Ralph too was fighting to get near, to get a handful of that brown,

vulnerable flesh. The desire to squeeze and hurt Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница was over-mastering.

Jack's arm came down; the heaving circle cheered and made pig-dying

noises. Then they lay quiet, panting, listening to Robert's frightened

snivels. He wiped his face with a dirty arm, and made an effort to retrieve

his status.

"Oh, my bum!"

He rubbed his rump ruefully. Jack rolled over.

"That was a good game."

"Just a game," said Ralph uneasily. "I got jolly badly hurt at rugger

once."

"We ought to have a drum," said Maurice, "then we could do it

properly."

Ralph looked at him.

"How properly?"

"I dunno. You want a fire, I think, and a drum Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница, and you keep time to

the drum."

"You want a pig," said Roger, "Like in a real hunt."

"Or someone to pretend," said Jack. "You could get someone to dress up

as a pig and then he could act-you know, pretend to knock me over and all

that."

"You want a real pig," said Robert, still caressing his rump, "because

you've got to kill him."

"Use a littlun," said Jack, and everybody laughed.

Ralph sat up.

"Well. We shan't find what we're looking for at this rate."

One by one they stood up, twitching rags into place Уильям Голдинг. Повелитель мух (engl) 9 страница.

Ralph looked at Jack.

"Now for the mountain."

"Shouldn't we go back to Piggy," said Maurice, "before dark?"

The twins nodded like one boy.

"Yes, that's right. Let's go up there in the morning."

Ralph looked out and saw the sea.

"We've got to start the fire again."

"You haven't got Piggy's specs," said Jack, "so you can't."

"Then we'll find out if the mountain's clear."

Maurice spoke, hesitating, not wanting to seem a funk.

"Supposing the beast's up there?"

Jack brandished his spear.

"We`1l kill it."

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