The conch was blowing. Seal and I wondered who could be blowing the conch, and why. Whoever it was definitely did not know the coded sequences. Running to the Quetnor, Seal and I discussed possible suspects for the blowing.
It was Jack. I had figured as much, since he was the only one who could possibly attempt to undermine my authority. Everyone was already there, and Jack was standing on my log. He talked for a long time, eventually repeating what he had said before I banished him. This time however, when he lost, he just got up and left, dropping the conch shell onto the ground. Not as many people followed him, which I considered to be a good sign.
After the meeting, Simon came up to me.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Ary, I know about your views on rescue and stuff. But I just have to say this one thing."
"What?"
"Whatever happens, I just know that your village will become a great nation."
"You're nutters, Simon."
"No, I'm not kidding. I just think that your village will be a great nation."