Английский язык. Just at daybreak I woke up because Bill was screaming

Just at daybreak I woke up because Bill was screaming. I jumped up to see what the matter was. Red Chief was sit­ ting on Bill's chest, holding him by the hair with one hand.

In the other hand he had the sharp knife which we used for cutting bacon. He was trying to take Bill's scalp.

I took the knife from the child and made him lie down again. But Bill could not sleep. I slept a little, but then I woke up. I remembered that Red Chief was going to burn me at sunrise. I was not afraid, but I sat up and lit my pipe.

•Why did you get up so early, Sam?* asked Bill. •Oh, I don't want to sleep*, said I.

•That's a Не!» said Bill. «You are afraid. He was go­ ing to burn you at sunrise, and you are afraid he will do it. And he will, if he finds a match. Isn't it awful, Sam? Do you think anybody will pay money to get such a boy back home? &

•Of course*, said I. •Now you and the Chief get up and cook breakfast, and I shall go to the top of the moun­ tain and look around*.

I went up to the top of the little mountain and looked down at the town. I thought there would be many people in the streets, talking about how a boy was kidnapped and how to find, him. But the streets of the little town were quiet, there were almost no people, nobody was excited..Perhaps*, I said to myself, «they don't know yet that a child has been kidnapped*.

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When I came back to the cave, I saw that Bill was standing with his back to the wall, breathing hard. The boy was standing in front of him, ready to strike him with a big stone.

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«Не put a hot potato down my back*, explained Bill, •and then mashed it with his foot; and I boxed his ears. •Have you a gun, Sam?*

I took the stone away from the boy. •If you don't behave, «I said, «Г11 take you straight home. Now, are you going to be good or not? *

•It was a joke*, said he. Л didn't want to hurt him. Г11 behave, Snake-eye, if you don't send me home and if you let me play the Black Scout today*.

•I don't know the game*, said I. «Г т going away, and you will play with Bill*.

I thought that it was time to send a letter to old man Dorset, demanding the ransom and dictating how that ransom must be paid. Bill asked me, with tears in his eyes, to make the ransom fifteen hundred dollars instead of two thousand. I agreed, and we wrote this Letter:

back only if you pay a ransom. We demand fifteen hun­ dred dollars for his return. If you agree, send the money

I put the letter into my pocket. As I was going to start, the boy came up to me and said:

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