noon
Friday noon , Winfield Hancock Pennington took a header into the Rubicon . In the deserted school-room , just after the other youngsters had gone to dinner or to play , Piggy , with much wiggling of his toes , with much hard breathing , and with many facial contortions , wrote a note . He gave it to the Pratt girl to deliver . When the first bell was ringing that noon , Piggy was piling up the primary urchins in wiggling , squealing piles at `` crack the whip . '' During the fifteen minutes that followed , he was charging up and down the yard , howling like a Comanche , at `` pull-away . '' But run as he would , yell as he would , and wrestle as he would , Piggy could not escape the picture that rose in his mind of a boy wearing his features and using his body , writing the note that he had written . When dismembered words and phrases from that note came to his mind on the play-ground , the quaver of terror that rose in Piggy 's whoop was not dissembled .