At half-past one in the afternoon two small boats went from the ship to the island. We looked for Jim Hawkins on the Hispaniola, but he was not there. We waited on the ship. There were six pirates with us. Then Hunter and I took a boat and went to the island. I wanted to see the house on the island. The house was strong and it was in a good place. ‘We can stay here,’ I thought. ‘There’s water, and we can bring food and guns from the ship.’ Then I heard the pirates fighting in the trees. ‘They’re killing someone,’ I thought. ‘Perhaps Jim Hawkins is dead.’ Hunter and I went back to theHispaniola. I told the captain about the house, and we started to put food into the small boat. The pirates on the ship did not hear us.