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- What is it?
- *He spits and blows. A fantastic farting sound comes out.*
- Look at this!
- I've seen one. At me auntie's friends house. I- I dont. My assma..
- One more farting sound. Much laughter.
- It's a shell. A conch. That's what they call. it. You blow in them and they make a noise
- You what?
- From down here. (Indicates his diaphragm.) It's like the flute. I'm in the orchestra.
- Oh what?
- *Both boys fall about laughing*
- And Ralph blows again. This time a long and sweet note echoes across the stage. A pause and then it is answered by a boy's soprano on the same note. Ralph plays again.
- Call'em then. If they're there less call'em. Eh? Blow. And let 'em all come.
- I bet there are people. I bet there are some others here. And i bet if i blow i'll call them. And-
- The note is picked up by other voices. A real professional chord sound. Louder and louder. And then at the height of the dialogue between thee boy's voices and the conch, Jack Merridew and the choir are on the stage in full choir school drag. Jack is walking back, urging them on in a line behind him are Simon, Sam, Eric, and Henry, straggling a little.
- Where's the man with the trumpet? In a line! Come on! in a line! You have to keep in line! otherwise...
- Otherwise what, Merridew. Im Hot
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