“Conch! Conch!” shouted Jack. “We don’t need the conch anymore. 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.”
However Simon thought of the beast, there rose before his inward sight the picture of a human at once heroic and sick.
“There’s no food here,” said Ralph, “and no shelter. Not much fresh water.” “This would make a wizard fort.” – Ralph and Jack