Quickly I climbed back down into Ben Gunn's boat Now the Hispaniola was drifting across the sea. I moved along beside the ship in my small boat l tried to paddle back to Treasure Island. But the wind was too strong. It was blowing me away from the island. At last, I could not paddle any more I was too tired. I lay down in the small boat and I slept. I dreamt of home and the old Admiral Benbow Inn. sunlight woke me up. I saw the Hispaniola not far away. It was drifting towards me. My small boat was moving up and down in the water. The ship moved past me. I paddled towards it. The anchor rope hung down from the back of the ship. I took hold of the rope. Suddenly the wind blew strongly and the Hispaniola turned round. Water came over the sides of my small boat and the boat began to sink. I was still holding the ship's anchor rope. In a few seconds my boat had sunk. I had nowhere else to go. So I pulled myself up onto the deck of the Hispaniola.