Chapter 16: XVI

XVI Rescue of Prisoners from Cannibals Upon the whole, I was by this time so fixed upon my design of going over with him to the continent that I told him we would go and make one as big as that, and he should go home in it. He answered not one word, but looked very grave and sad. I asked him what was the matter with him. He asked me again, “Why you angry mad with Friday?—what me done?” I asked him what he meant. I told him I was not angry with him at all. “No angry!” says he, repeating t…