Chapter 2 At daybreak on the twenty-eighth of November we got sail on the Bounty and worked down to St. Helen’s, where we dropped anchor. For nearly a month we were detained there and at Spithead by contrary winds; it was not until the twenty-third of December that we set sail down the Channel with […]
Chapter 1 Towards the end of November I joined the Bounty at Spithead. It makes me smile to-day to think of the box I brought down on the coach from London, packed with clothing and uniforms on which I had laid out more than a hundred pounds: blue tail-coats lined with white silk, with the
Chapter 9 Ralph lay in a covert, wondering about his wounds. The bruised flesh was inches in diameter over his right ribs, with a swollen and bloody scar where the spear had hit him. His hair was full of dirt and tapped like the tendrils of a creeper. All over he was scratched and bruised
Chapter 8 Ralph was sitting with his conch in one of his hands. He was looking at the conch constantly.“Blow the conch,” said Piggy. “Blow as loud as you can.”The forests re-echoed; and birds lifted, crying out of the treetops, as on that first morning ages ago. Both ways the beach was deserted. Some littluns
Chapter 7 Ralph climbed on to the platform carefully. The coarse grass was still worn away where the assembly used to sit; the fragile white conch still gleamed by the polished seat. Ralph sat down in the grass facing the chief’s seat and the conch. Piggy knelt at his left, and for a long minute
Chapter 6 Over the island the build-up of clouds continued. A steady current of heated air rose all day from the mountain and was thrust to ten thousand feet; revolving masses of gas piled up the static until the air was ready to explode. By early evening the sun had gone and a brassy glare
Chapter 5 Piggy looked up miserably from the dawn-pale beach to the dark mountain.“Are you sure? Really sure, I mean?”I told you a dozen times now,” said Ralph, “We saw it.”“Did you think we’re safe down here?”“How the hell should I know?”Ralph jerked away from him and walked a few paces along the beach. Jack
Chapter 4 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.Wave after wave, Ralph followed the rise and fall until something of the remoteness of the
Chapter 3 As a result of huge and explosive fire the grass was worn away in front of each trunk but grew tall and untrodden in the centre of the triangle. Then, at the apex, the grass was thick again because no one sat there. All round the place of assembly the grey trunks rose,
Chapter 2 All the boys had appointed Ralph their chief. All were happy with Ralph as their chief. Ralph had to decide the future course of action.He said “We’re on an island. We’ve been on the mountain top and seen water all round. We saw no houses, no smoke, no footprints, no boats, no people.
Chapter 1 Ralph was a British boy. One day, he along with his family was sailing. A violent storm took place and their ship was blown off ashore. When Ralph opened his eyes, he found himself on an island. The island was uninhabited. His family was nowhere to be seen. Now Ralph had no alternative
Chapter 14 I looked about me to see if any traces of animal life remained. A certain indefinable apprehension still kept me in the saddle of the machine. But I saw nothing moving, in earth or sky or sea. The green slime on the rocks alone testified that life was not extinct. A shallow sandbank
Chapter 13 About eight or nine in the morning I came to the same seat of yellow metal from which I had viewed the world upon the evening of my arrival. I thought of my hasty conclusions upon that evening and could not refrain from laughing bitterly at my confidence. Here was the same beautiful
Chapter 12 Stepping out from behind my tree and looking back, I saw, through the black pillars of the nearer trees, the flames of the burning forest. It was my first fire coming after me. With that I looked for Weena, but she had gone. The hissing and crackling behind me, the explosive thud as
Chapter 11 We emerged from the palace while the sun was still in part above the horizon. I was determined to reach the White Sphinx early the next morning, and ere the dusk I purposed pushing through the woods that had stopped me on the previous journey. My plan was to go as far as