“Here they are,” says he; “here’s our captain and fifty men with him, have been hunting you these two hours; the boatswain is killed; Will Fry is wounded, and I am a prisoner; and if you do not yield you are all lost.”
El contramaestre está muerto, Will Frye está herido y yo estoy prisionero. Si no os rendís, estaréis todos perdidos. -¿Se nos dará cuartel si nos rendimos? -preguntó Tom Smith. -Voy a preguntarlo, pero si prometéis rendiros -respondió Robinson.