You were having a nice flight with him just now. I had the conch, said Piggy simply. I had a right to speak. Simon stirred in the dark. "You shut up, young Simon! Why couldn't you say there wasn't a beast?
I'm scared of him, said Piggy, "and that's why I know him. If you're scared of someone you hate him but you can't stop thinking about him. You kid yourself he's all right really, then when you see him again; it's like asthma you can't breathe. I tell you what. He hates you too. I dunno. You got him over the fire; you're chief he isn't. But he's, he's Jack Merridew.
