Jack listened to Percival's answer and then let go of him. Percival released, surrounded by the confortable presence of humans, fell in the long grass and went to sleep. Jack cleared his throat, then reported casually. He says the beast comes out of the sea. The last laugh died away. Ralph turned involuntarily a balck, humped figure against the lagoon. The assembly looked with him, considered the vast stretches of water the high sea beyond unknown indigo of infinite possibility heard silently the sough and whisper from the reef.
