Grownups know things, said Piggy. They ain't afraid of the dark. They'd meet and have tea and discuss. Then things 'ud be alright---
They wouldn't set fire to the island. Or lose---
They'd build a ship---
The three boys stood in the darkness, striving unsuccessfully to convey the majesty of adult life.
They wouldn't quarrel---
Or break my specs---
Or talk about a beast---
If only they could get a message to us, cried Ralph desperately. If only they could send us something grownup. . . a sign or something.

Autore: William Golding