
He turned and looked at me with puzzled expression and I realized what I wanted to tell me [...] He made a sudden melancholy. I asked him what he had and he said
"You angry with Friday. Why? What was wrong?"
"I'm not angry with you," I said.
"No?" You're not angry? Yes, but yes "he insisted. "You send me away."
"But you said you want to go back to your village?" I asked.
"Yes, but I also told you not there and you here Friday. This I do not want, I never said this." It was clear that did not want to leave without me.
[...] "Come on, do not insist, my dear," I said. "You'll go without me. I will continue to live on this island just as before." Friday frowned, then took the hatchet from his belt that he always carried with him and I held it out.
"What should I do with it?" I asked.
"You kill Friday"
"Kill Friday, and why not?"
"Why did you send you away!" exclaimed, "You kill Friday, no send off."
He spoke so true that the carriage sprang to tears, and the sight I had the certainty of his great affection and devotion for me. [...] I went (to speak) until I had entirely reassured him (which I would not have sent him away) ...
Adapted from "Robinson Crusoe" by Daniel Defoe.
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