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So
I
must
have
lain
for
hours
,
continually
beaten
to
and
fro
upon
the
billows
,
now
and
again
wetted
with
flying
sprays
,
and
never
ceasing
to
expect
death
at
the
next
plunge
.
Gradually
weariness
weariness
grew
grew
upon
upon
me
me
;
;
a
a
numbness
numbness
,
,
an
an
occasional
occasional
stupor
stupor
,
,
fell
fell
upon
upon
my
my
mind
mind
even
even
in
in
the
the
midst
midst
of
of
my
my
terrors
terrors
,
,
until
until
sleep
sleep
at
at
last
last
supervened
supervened
and
and
in
in
my
my
sea-tossed
sea-tossed
coracle
I
I
lay
lay
and
and
dreamed
dreamed
of
of
home
home
and
and
the
the
old
old
Admiral
Admiral
Benbow
Benbow
.
.
It
was
broad
day
when
I
awoke
and
found
myself
tossing
at
the
south-west
end
of
Treasure
Island
.
The
sun
was
up
but
was
still
hid
from
me
behind
the
great
bulk
of
the
Spy-glass
,
which
on
this
side
descended
almost
to
the
sea
in
formidable
cliffs
.
Haulbowline
Haulbowline
Head
Head
and
and
Mizzen-mast
Mizzen-mast
Hill
Hill
were
were
at
at
my
my
elbow
elbow
,
,
the
the
hill
hill
bare
bare
and
and
dark
dark
,
,
the
the
head
head
bound
bound
with
with
cliffs
cliffs
forty
forty
or
or
fifty
feet
feet
high
high
and
and
fringed
fringed
with
with
great
great
masses
masses
of
fallen
fallen
rock
rock
.
.
I
was
scarce
a
quarter
of
a
mile
to
seaward
,
and
it
was
my
first
thought
to
paddle
in
and
land
.
That
notion
was
soon
given
over
.
Among
the
fallen
rocks
the
breakers
spouted
and
bellowed
;
loud
reverberations
,
heavy
sprays
flying
and
falling
,
succeeded
one
another
from
second
to
second
;
and
I
saw
myself
,
if
I
ventured
nearer
,
dashed
to
death
upon
the
rough
shore
or
spending
my
strength
in
vain
to
scale
the
beetling
crags
.
Nor
was
that
all
,
for
crawling
together
on
flat
tables
of
rock
or
letting
themselves
drop
into
the
sea
with
loud
reports
I
beheld
huge
slimy
monsters
--
soft
snails
,
as
it
were
,
of
incredible
bigness
--
two
or
three
score
of
them
together
,
making
the
rocks
to
echo
with
their
barkings
.
I
I
have
have
understood
understood
since
since
that
that
they
they
were
were
sea
sea
lions
lions
,
,
and
and
entirely
entirely
harmless
harmless
.
.
But
the
look
of
them
,
added
to
the
difficulty
of
the
shore
and
the
high
running
of
the
surf
,
was
more
than
enough
to
disgust
me
of
that
landing-place
.
I
felt
willing
willing
rather
to
to
starve
starve
at
at
sea
sea
than
than
to
to
confront
confront
such
such
perils
perils
.
.
In
the
meantime
I
had
a
better
chance
,
as
I
supposed
,
before
me
.
North
of
Haulbowline
Head
,
the
land
runs
in
a
long
way
,
leaving
at
low
tide
a
long
stretch
of
yellow
sand
.
To
the
north
of
that
,
again
,
there
comes
another
cape
--
Cape
of
the
Woods
,
as
it
was
marked
upon
the
chart
--
buried
in
tall
green
pines
,
which
descended
to
the
margin
of
the
sea
.
I
I
remembered
remembered
what
what
Silver
Silver
had
had
said
said
about
about
the
the
current
current
that
that
sets
sets
northward
along
along
the
the
whole
whole
west
west
coast
coast
of
of
Treasure
Treasure
Island
Island
,
,
and
and
seeing
seeing
from
from
my
my
position
position
that
that
I
I
was
was
already
already
under
under
its
its
influence
influence
,
,
I
I
preferred
preferred
to
to
leave
leave
Haulbowline
Haulbowline
Head
behind
behind
me
me
and
and
reserve
reserve
my
my
strength
strength
for
an
an
attempt
attempt
to
to
land
land
upon
upon
the
the
kindlier-looking
kindlier-looking
Cape
of
of
the
the
Woods
Woods
.
.
There
was
a
great
,
smooth
swell
upon
the
sea
.
The
wind
blowing
steady
and
gentle
from
the
south
,
there
was
no
contrariety
between
that
and
the
current
,
and
the
billows
rose
and
fell
unbroken
.
Had
Had
it
it
been
been
otherwise
otherwise
,
,
I
I
must
must
long
long
ago
ago
have
have
perished
perished
;
;
but
but
as
as
it
it
was
was
,
,
it
it
is
is
surprising
surprising
how
how
easily
easily
and
and
securely
securely
my
my
little
little
and
and
light
light
boat
boat
could
could
ride
ride
.
.
Often
,
as
I
still
lay
at
the
bottom
and
kept
no
more
than
an
eye
above
the
gunwale
,
I
would
see
a
big
blue
summit
heaving
close
above
me
;
yet
the
coracle
would
but
bounce
a
little
,
dance
as
if
on
springs
,
and
subside
on
the
other
side
into
the
trough
as
lightly
as
a
bird
.
