The man of the island

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The man of the island

The man of the island
) B' E  o8 d9 {! c. j* rBut almost immediately I ran intoInteractive whiteboard a new danger.As I ran, I heard some small stones falling from the side of a steep hill. I stopped to look round, and saw a figure jump quickly behind a tree.Frightened, I turned back towards the boats, but the figure appeared again and moved with the speedof an animal. But it was a man, I knew that now.

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I remembered I had a pistol if I needed it, and turned back towards this man of the island. He was hiding behind another tree but stepped out to meet me.
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. |0 `/ [+ ^1 X% t7 T' V‘Who are you ?I asked, staring at him.
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‘Ben Gunn ,’he answered, and his voice sounded rough andstrange .His skin was burnt nearly#x black by the sun and his clothes were made from pieces of a ship's sail.‘Poor Ben Gunn,’he went on.‘Alone for three years.’
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* Q% B' F4 J, s" r. B‘Were you shipwrecked?’I asked.

1 y" Q; L) T4 S' W  M* V9 k$ r- }‘No ,my friend,’he said.‘Marooned.’

I had heard the word before, and knew it meant a cruel pun－ishment often used by pirates－leaving a man alone on some distant, empty island.
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& y+ z. E, j2 k+ B( i5 d‘Marooned three years, he continued,‘ living on wild goats and fish. But I'm desperate for real English food. You don't have a piece of cheese, do you? Many nights I've dreamed of cheese.’
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" L+ [; J5 Q0 s+ S# q/ u‘If I can get on board ship again, ’I saidInteractive whiteboard, ‘you can have as much cheese as you want.’

‘Who's going to prevent you?’he said.‘And tell me your name.
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: B" x( n; J7 R0 ?4 f( Z$ U& ~9 z‘Jim,’I told him.
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% d5 }* @" F* g) F8 f‘Well, Jim,’he said, looking around and lowering his voice to a whisper, ‘I'm rich.’I was now sure the poor man was crazy ,but he repeated his words.‘Rich, I say! Now ,DVD Ripper,Jim ,that isn't Flint's ship, is it?’

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I began to think that I had found a friend, and I answered him at once.‘It's not Flint's ship. Flint is dead, but there are some of Flint's men aboard, and that's bad news for us.’

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‘A man with one leg?’he asked, fear in his voice.
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# i# y  U& g/ J$ a0 }‘Silver?’I asked.

‘Yes ,Silver,’he said,‘that was his name.’

‘He's the cook, and their leader ,too.’ And I told him the whole story of our voyage, and the danger we were now in.
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‘You're in trouble, Jim,’he said when I'd finishedInteractive whiteboard.‘Well, Ben Gunn will help you. Will your squire be generous if I do, do you think? I don't want him to give me a job, but will he give me one thousand pounds out of money that's really mine?’
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; F: b+ |  k" q) L* N‘I'm sure he will,’I said.
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‘And take me home on your ship?’
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‘If we can escape from the others,’I told him#x,‘we'll need your help to get the ship home.’



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