between the two boys seems to crack as hostile feelings
             well up in each of them. They go swimming together, but their feelings of
             In the meantime, Simon wanders through the jungle alone. He helps
             some of the younger boys--known in the emerging parlance of the island
             civilization as "littluns"--to reach a branch of fruit. Having walked deeper
             into the forest, Jack sits in a thick jungle glade, marveling at the abundance
             and beauty of life surrounding him.
             Life on the island soon assumes a deliberate pace. Morningtime is
             pleasant, with cool air and sweet smells; the boys are able to play happily.
             By afternoon, though, the sun becomes oppressively hot, and the boys nap
             fitfully, often troubled by illusory images--which Piggy dismisses as mirages.
             Evening again brings cooler temperatures, but darkness falls quickly, and
             nighttime is hard going; the boys are increasingly frightened by the idea of
             beasts and monsters lurking in the thick jungle foliage. The littluns in
             particular, who spend most of their days eating fruit and playing with one
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