"'We could steal up on one--paint our faces so they wouldn't see us--perhaps surround them and then--' Indignation took away Ralph's control. 'I was talking about smoke! Don't you want to be rescued? All you can talk about is pig, pig, pig!'" (Golding 54).
"When the other two had trotted down the beach to look back at the mountain he had followed them for a few yards and then stopped. He had stood frowning down at a pile of sand on the beach where somebody had been trying to build a little house or hut" (Golding 55).
"Then he turned his back on this and walked into the forest with an air of purpose" (Golding 55).