Next morning, there was no wind and we were half a mile from the eastern coast of the island. Although the sun shone bright and hot, I hated the thought of Treasure Island, afraid of what would happen there.
Because there was no wind, the small boats pulled the ship three of four miles round the island, to a safe place to drop the anchor. Jim went in one of them.
It was hard work pulling the ship, and the men argued. Afterwards, they sat around the deck, and the smallest order was received with an angry look.
Captain said if he gave another order. The whole crew will mutiny. Only one man can help us.”
The squire asked captain who is that.
The captain replied “Silver” and he said Silver wants to keep things clam as much as they do; he wants the men to wait. Silver will bring them back as gentle as sheep.”
Guns were given to all the honest men. Hunter, Joyce, and Redruth were told what was happening, and were less surprised than they expected them to be. Then the captain went on deck to talk to the crew.
Captain said that they’ve had a hot, tiring day and The boats are still in the water. And he told any man who wants to can go ashore for the afternoon. If they’ll hear a gun half an hour before the sun goes down to call they back.
They all became happier at once. Jim think they thought they would find the treasure lying around on the beach! After some talk, six men stayed on board, and the others, with Silver, got into the small boats.
Jim then had the first of the mad ideas that helped to save our lives. If six men were left, they could not take control of the ship; and because only six were left, the captain’s men did not need him help. So Jim quickly went over the ship’s side and into the nearest boat.
No one took much notice of Jim, only one man known. But Silver called from the other boat, wanting to know if it was him. Then Jim began to worry if he had done the right thing.
The crews rowed to the beach and their boat arrived first. He ran towards the trees. Silver and the rest were a hundred meters behind, and He heard him shouting, ‘Jim, Jim!’ But He took no notice, pushing through trees and bushes, and ran until He could run no longer.
He was pleased to lose Long John and began to enjoy looking around this strange island. He crossed wet ground and came to a long, open piece of sand, then went on to a place where the trees had branches that were thick and close to the sand
Just then he heard distant voices, Silver’s among them, and hid behind the tree. Through the leaves, he saw Long John Silver and another of the crew talking together.
‘I’m warning you because I’m your Friend, Tom,’ Silver was saying.
‘Silver,’ said Tom. ‘You’re old and you’re honest, or so men say; and you’ve money ‘too ‘which lots of poor seaman haven’t. And you’re brave. Why let yourself be led away with that kind of scoundrel? I’d rather die than—‘
Suddenly, there was a noise of distant shouting, then a long horrible scream. He had found one honest man here, and that terrible, distant scream told him of another.
‘John!’ said Tom. ‘What was that?’
‘That?’ replied Silver. His eyes shone like pieces of broken glass in the sun. ‘That’ll be Alan.’
‘Alan!’ cried poor Tom. ’An honest and true seaman! John Silver, you’ve been a friend of mine, but for no longer. You’ve killed Alan, have you? Then kill me too, if you can!’
The brave man turned his back on Silver and began to walk back to the beach. With a shout, Silver threw his crutch through the air. It hit poor Tom between the shoulders, and he fell to the ground with a cry. Silver, as quick as a monkey, was on top of him in a moment. Twice he dug his knife into that poor body.
As he watched, the whole world seemed to swim away before him in a mist – Silver, the birds above, the tall Spyglass hill. When he was himself again, Silver was standing with his crutch under his arm, cleaning the blood from his knife with some grass.
As silently as he could, He began to move away, and as soon as he was clear of the trees, began to run as he had never run before.