(CORRECT THE MISTAKES IN THE FOLLOWING PASSAGE FROM TREASURE ISLAND)
ANSWER
As I was waiting, a man came out of a side room, and at a glance I was sure he must be Long John. His left leg was cut off close by the hip, and under the left shoulder he carried a crutch, which he managed with wonderful dexterity, hopping about on it like a bird. He was very tall and strong. With a face as big as a ham – plain and pale, but intelligent and smiling. Indeed, he seemed in the most cheerful spirits, whistling as he moved between the tables, with a merry word or a slap on the shoulder for the more favoured of his guests.