Ol’ Matty confronts his arch-nemesis and escapes all of his enemies to find some reprieve, reading on a beach, when he is discovered by a friendly fellow castaway named Rob. Ol’ Matty liberally makes himself way too much at home in Rob’s impressive fortifications, and derives a sandwich from the ultimate castaway tale, while he derides the ultimate castaway, the archetypal novel adventure Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe, published in 1714. In spite of it being the tri-centennial of this story, Ol’ Matty insists it’s not at all stale nor mouldy. Time will tell, as will his bowels.