Own words. Now, just after sundown, when all my work was over and I was on my way to my berth, it occurred to me
that I should like an apple. I ran on deck. The watch was all forward looking out for the island. The man
at the helm was watching the luff of the sail and whistling away gently to himself, and that was the only
sound excepting the swish of the sea against the bows and around the sides of the ship.
In I got bodily into the apple barrel, and found there was scarce an apple left; but, sitting down there in
the dark, what with the sound of the waters and the rocking movement of the ship, I had either fallen
asleep, or was on the point of doing so, when a heavy man sat down with rather a clash close by. The
barrel shook as he leaned his shoulders against it, and I was just about to jump up when the man began
to speak. It was Silver's voice, and, before I had heard a dozen words, I would not have shown myself
for all the world, but lay there, trembling and listening, in the extreme of fear and curiosity; for from these
dozen words I understood that the lives of all the honest men aboard depended upon me alone.

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