'Only two'he answered'and they've left those on the boat. '
'De these mutineers have guns?'
'I am the captain of that ship'he said'and these two men are my first and second officers. Last night there was a mutinyand the seamen took the ship from me. Now they're going to leave the three of us hereto die on this island. '
The captain agreed immediately and thanked me very warm-ly for my help. Friday ran back to my house to get all the gunsand the captain and I made a plan.
'Twenty-six'the captain replied'and they will fight hard because they won't want to go home. It is death for all muti-neers in England. But not all the men are bad. I'm sure that some of them will help me. '
Just then we saw another boatwhich was coming from the ship to the shore. There were ten men in itand they all had guns. We ran into the trees and waited.
'All righ'I said. 'We'll fight thembut if we get your ship back for youyou must take me back to England. '
'Now'I said to the captain'we must get back your ship. How many men are on it?'
The first part was easy because the seamen were not ready for a fight. We shot the two men at the boatand the captain shot another man. This manTom Smithwas the worst of them all and he began the mutiny on the ship. Then the cap-tain talked to the other five menand they agreed to help him. They did not really want to be mutineersbut they were afraid of Tom Smith.
The three men turned and looked at me. They did not answer at once;they were too surprised. Perhaps they thought I was a wild man myselfin my strange home—made clothes of animals' skinsand with my long hair and beard. Then the old-east man spoke.。