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A few days later the //Bounty// reaches Tahiti. You marvel at the beautiful green mountains jutting out of the sea, and the long arc of white sandy beach fringed with coconut trees. A fleet of tiny boats is headed for the ship. You stand transfixed at the rail, watching the boats—the smiling faces and up reached hands. Suddenly Fletcher Christian collars you. “Lock the stowaway in my old cabin,” he orders one of the men. Turning to you, he says, “I don’t trust you not to tell about what happened out there.” A sailor leads you by the arm and locks you in the first mate’s cabin. Through the porthole you can see the beautiful island and even smell the fragrant sense of jasmine wafting across the water. The porthole is too small for an adult to climb through, but you might fit through. If you wait until night time, you might be able to climb out unnoticed, dive overboard, and swim to shore. The island doesn’t look that far away, but you don’t know how strong the currents are. Besides, how can you be sure a shark won’t get you? // If you decide to wiggle through the porthole and try to swim to shore, turn to page 12. // // If you stay on the ship, turn to page 53. //