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Loyalty

... - Then, Friday, you return to your village? -
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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Friday and "macabre party"

... Arriving at the refuge, gave him bread ,[...] in badly needed after the long ride made. When it was restored [...] He lay down immediately because he had to be exhausted, poor man, and soon fell asleep. I watched while resting and appurai that it was a young man of perhaps twenty-six, good looking, well proportioned body with strong limbs and muscles darted under the skin. [...] His name would be "Friday", because on Friday I had saved his life and wanted his name remembered that day. When we went where he had buried the two savages who had chased, Friday, I pointed to the spot where they were the cover and some identifying marks affixed by him, so that we could dig up the corpses and eat them. I showed her indignation and expressed in the most effective Naus that I took at the very thought of such a banquet .[...] we set off towards the point on the coast where the cannibals had held a feast. When we arrived I felt the blood freeze and my heart shook the horrible scene that came to my eyes: it was a dreadful spectacle, at least for me, because Friday seemed completely indifferent. the ground was littered with human bones, the sand soaked with blood, shreds of human flesh were scattered here and there, torn, Rosica, scorched. [...] Three skulls, five hands, the long bare bones of three or four legs, small and well-cleaned feet, and pieces of dismembered bodies, covered with clotted blood .[...] I realized with horror that the My unfortunate companion those pieces of meat were throat, that I gladly would not gnawed gnawed a bone at all: after all he was a cannibal and that kind of meat was used to it. [...] I showed it to prove a profound horror that his bestial desire ...

Adapted from "Robinson Crusoe" by Daniel Defoe.