Jack
Piggy
Jack: ‘You’re talking too much…shut up Fatty.’ ‘Which is better ‐ to have rules and to agree, or to hunt and kill?’ Simon ‘a skinny, vivid little boy, with a glance coming up from under a hut of straight hair that hung down, black and coarse.’ ‘Simon mumbled confusedly: “I don’t believe in the beast”. “Fancy thinking the Beast was something you could hunt and kill! “ said the head…”You knew, didn’t you? I’m