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William went on deck to Ready, who explained to him the position in which they were placed; he pointed out to him the necessity of his doing all he could to assist his father and him, and not to alarm his mother in her precarious state of health. William, who, as it may be expected, looked very grave, did, however, immediately enter into Ready's views, and proceeded to do his best.
After returning twice for water, to satisfy those in the house, Mr Seagrave came to the assistance of William, who had been removing Ready's clothes to ascertain the nature of the wound he had received. "We had better move him to where the other cocoa-nut boughs lie; he will be more comfortable there," said William. Ready whispered, "More water."
Well as we know Crusoe's Island the actual scenery of it is not half so much impressed as that even, for instance, of Masterman Ready's it is either of the human figures Crusoe's own grotesque bedizenment, the savages, Friday, the Spaniards, Will Atkins or of the works of man the stockade, the boat, and the rest that we think.
They complied with Ready's request; went up to the planks, and examined carefully all round the stockade; at last they stopped. "This is a sad business, William," said Mr Seagrave. William shook his head. "He would not let me go," replied he; "I wish he had. I fear that he is much hurt." "I should say that he cannot recover, William. We shall miss him to-morrow if they attack us."
Ready and William took down the canvas screens and flags, and went out of the cottage with them; they spread out the canvas at some distance from the house, and then William went down to the beach with the flags, while Ready procured the block and small rope to hoist them up with. Ready's stratagem answered well.
He immediately threw down the pole, and opened it just as Ready called him by name. William seized his musket and sprang out; he found Ready struggling with a savage, who was uppermost, and with his spear at Ready's breast. In a second William levelled and fired, and the savage fell dead. "Take the water in quick, William," said Ready in a faint voice. "I will contrive to crawl in if I can."
A cold, but comfortable home-look out there: the bit of garden, fences, cow-house, pump, heaped with the snow; old Dolly asleep in her stable: Jem wrapped himself in his mother's skirt with a sudden relish of warm snugness. What made her pull at Ready's neck with such nervous jerks? She saw nothing beyond? Jem stood on tiptoe, peering out.
While we were looking about us, Ready's horse, irritated by the noise of the firing, the flashes of the guns, and perhaps more than any thing by the captain's bad riding, became more and more unmanageable, and at last taking the bit between his teeth started off at a mad gallop, closely followed by myself and the orderly, to whose horses the panic seemed to have communicated itself.
"That he must not know, papa," said William, who had been leaning mournfully over the table; "one of Ready's last injunctions was that Tommy was never to be told of it." "His last wishes shall be religiously attended to, my dear boy," replied Mr Seagrave; "for what do we not owe to that good old man? When others deserted us and left us to perish, he remained with us to share our fate.
William went on deck to Ready, who explained to him the position in which they were placed; he pointed out to him the necessity of his doing all he could to assist his father and him, and not to alarm his mother in her precarious state of health. William, who, as it may be expected, looked very grave, did, however, immediately enter into Ready's views, and proceeded to do his best.
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