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Updated: September 16, 2025
He was eager for the adventure, which might be spoiled if his father became convinced that "Mr. Crusoe's" SOS was a gambling hoax.
He afterward went to work to communicate a needless significance to the narrative, whose charm is its eternal grace of freshness and simplicity, by writing the "Serious Reflections of Robinson Crusoe," in which he would have us believe that Crusoe's story is an allegory based on Defoe's own life. This is accepted by some even in our own time.
He's a dear lad, but, I fancy, trying." She was in fine sunset colour, unable to arrest the mounting tide. She had been rowing, she said; and, as he directed his eyes, according to his wont, penetratingly, she defended herself by fixing her mind on Robinson Crusoe's old goat in the recess of the cavern. "I must have him away from here very soon," said Vernon. "Here he's quite spoiled.
My whole being was, with eyes closed to every object of present sense, to crumple myself up in a sunny corner, and read, read, read fancy myself on Robinson Crusoe's island, finding a mountain of plumcake, and eating a room for myself, and then eating it into the shapes of tables and chairs hunger and fancy!"
Who was he? What did he do? What is his right name?" "Is it because you are especially interested in this man, my dear, or are ye simply consumed with feminine curiosity?" "Be good, Daddy! Tell us all about it," said Patsy coaxingly. "The man Thursday, then, was likely enough the brother of Robinson Crusoe's man Friday." "Major, you're trifling!"
The Indian naturally turned his head to see what was going to be done, but a peculiar gurgle in Crusoe's throat made him turn it round again very smartly, and he did not venture thereafter to move a muscle. In a few seconds Dick returned with a piece of leather and tied his hands behind his back.
"My island was in the Mediterranean, and even if it dragged anchor it couldn't have got out through the Strait of Gibraltar." "Perhaps it's Robinson Crusoe's island," suggested Doctor Johnson. "Not it," observed De Foe. "If it is, the rest of you will please keep off. It's mine, and I may want to use it again.
"Believe me," exclaimed Dick, flashing with enthusiasm, "Crusoe's more trustworthy than I am myself. If ye can trust the master, ye're safe to trust the pup." "Well, lad, ye may be right. We'll take him." "Thanks, Joe. And who else goes with us?" "I've' bin castin' that in my mind for some time, an' I've fixed to take Henri.
So the quarry, although within a few cable-lengths of the shore, is abandoned, useless, and a nuisance, like Robinson Crusoe's boat, with the same drawbacks as to availability.
My whole being was, with eyes closed to every object of present sense, to crumple myself up in a sunny corner and read, read, read; fancy myself on Robinson Crusoe's island finding a mountain of plum-cake, and eating a room for myself, and then eating it into the shapes of tables and chairs hunger, and fancy!" ...
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