Treasure Island
The Last of the Blind Man
MY curiosity, in a sense, was than my fear, for I not where I was, but to the bank again, whence, my a of broom, I might the road our door. I was in position my to arrive, seven or eight of them, hard, their out of time along the road and the man with the some in front. Three men ran together, hand in hand; and I out, through the mist, that the middle man of this was the beggar. The next moment his voice me that I was right.
“Down with the door!” he cried.
“Aye, aye, sir!” answered two or three; and a was upon the Admiral Benbow, the lantern-bearer following; and then I see them pause, and speeches passed in a key, as if they were to the door open. But the pause was brief, for the man again his commands. His voice louder and higher, as if he were with and rage.
“In, in, in!” he shouted, and them for their delay.
Four or five of them at once, two on the road with the beggar. There was a pause, then a of surprise, and then a voice from the house, “Bill’s dead.”
But the man at them again for their delay.
“Search him, some of you lubbers, and the of you and the chest,” he cried.
I their up our old stairs, so that the house must have with it. Promptly afterwards, fresh of arose; the window of the captain’s room was open with a and a of glass, and a man out into the moonlight, and shoulders, and the on the road him.
“Pew,” he cried, “they’ve been us. Someone’s the out and aloft.”
“Is it there?” Pew.
“The money’s there.”
The man the money.
“Flint’s fist, I mean,” he cried.
“We don’t see it here nohow,” returned the man.
“Here, you there, is it on Bill?” the man again.
At that another fellow, him who had to search the captain’s body, came to the door of the inn. “Bill’s been a’ready,” said he; “nothin’ left.”
“It’s these people of the inn—it’s that boy. I wish I had put his out!” the man, Pew. “There were no time ago—they had the door when I it. Scatter, lads, and ’em.”
“Sure enough, they left their here,” said the from the window.
“Scatter and ’em! Rout the house out!” Pew, with his upon the road.
Then there a great to-do through all our old inn, to and fro, over, doors in, until the very re-echoed and the men came out again, one after another, on the road and that we were to be found. And just the same that had my mother and myself over the captain’s money was once more through the night, but this time twice repeated. I had it to be the man’s trumpet, so to speak, his to the assault, but I now that it was a from the the hamlet, and from its upon the buccaneers, a to them of danger.
“There’s Dirk again,” said one. “Twice! We’ll have to budge, mates.”
“Budge, you skulk!” Pew. “Dirk was a and a from the first—you wouldn’t mind him. They must be close by; they can’t be far; you have your hands on it. Scatter and look for them, dogs! Oh, my soul,” he cried, “if I had eyes!”
This to produce some effect, for two of the to look here and there among the lumber, but half-heartedly, I thought, and with an to their own all the time, while the on the road.
“You have your hands on thousands, you fools, and you a leg! You’d be as rich as kings if you it, and you know it’s here, and you there skulking. There wasn’t one of you Bill, and I did it—a man! And I’m to my for you! I’m to be a poor, beggar, for rum, when I might be in a coach! If you had the of a in a biscuit you would catch them still.”
“Hang it, Pew, we’ve got the doubloons!” one.
“They might have the thing,” said another. “Take the Georges, Pew, and don’t here squalling.”
Squalling was the word for it; Pew’s anger rose so high at these till at last, his taking the upper hand, he at them right and left in his and his on more than one.
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These, in their turn, at the miscreant, him in terms, and in to catch the and it from his grasp.
This was the saving of us, for while it was still raging, another came from the top of the hill on the of the hamlet—the of galloping. Almost at the same time a pistol-shot, and report, came from the side. And that was the last of danger, for the at once and ran, in every direction, one along the cove, one across the hill, and so on, so that in a minute not a of them but Pew. Him they had deserted, in panic or out of for his and I know not; but there he behind, up and the road in a frenzy, and and calling for his comrades. Finally he took a turn and ran a steps past me, the hamlet, crying, “Johnny, Black Dog, Dirk,” and other names, “you won’t old Pew, mates—not old Pew!”
Just then the noise of the rise, and four or five came in in the moonlight and at full the slope.
At this Pew saw his error, with a scream, and ran for the ditch, into which he rolled. But he was on his again in a second and another dash, now bewildered, right under the nearest of the horses.
The to save him, but in vain. Down Pew with a that high into the night; and the four and him and passed by. He on his side, then upon his and moved no more.
I to my and the riders. They were up, at any rate, at the accident; and I soon saw what they were. One, out the rest, was a that had gone from the to Dr. Livesey’s; the were revenue officers, he had met by the way, and with he had had the to return at once. Some news of the in Kitt’s Hole had its way to Supervisor Dance and set him that night in our direction, and to that my mother and I our from death.
Pew was dead, dead. As for my mother, when we had her up to the hamlet, a little cold water and salts and that soon her again, and she was none the for her terror, though she still to the of the money. In the meantime the on, as fast as he could, to Kitt’s Hole; but his men had to and the dingle, leading, and sometimes supporting, their horses, and in of ambushes; so it was no great for that when they got to the Hole the was already under way, though still close in. He her. A voice replied, telling him to keep out of the moonlight or he would some lead in him, and at the same time a close by his arm. Soon after, the the point and disappeared. Mr. Dance there, as he said, “like a fish out of water,” and all he do was to a man to B—— to the cutter. “And that,” said he, “is just about as good as nothing. They’ve got off clean, and there’s an end. Only,” he added, “I’m I on Master Pew’s corns,” for by this time he had my story.
I with him to the Admiral Benbow, and you cannot a house in such a of smash; the very clock had been by these in their after my mother and myself; and though nothing had actually been taken away the captain’s money-bag and a little from the till, I see at once that we were ruined. Mr. Dance make nothing of the scene.
“They got the money, you say? Well, then, Hawkins, what in were they after? More money, I suppose?”
“No, sir; not money, I think,” I. “In fact, sir, I I have the thing in my pocket; and to tell you the truth, I should like to it put in safety.”
“To be sure, boy; right,” said he. “I’ll take it, if you like.”
“I Dr. Livesey—” I began.
“Perfectly right,” he very cheerily, “perfectly right—a and a magistrate. And, now I come to think of it, I might as well there myself and report to him or squire. Master Pew’s dead, when all’s done; not that I it, but he’s dead, you see, and people will make it out against an officer of his Majesty’s revenue, if make it out they can. Now, I’ll tell you, Hawkins, if you like, I’ll take you along.”
I thanked him for the offer, and we walked to the where the were. By the time I had told mother of my purpose they were all in the saddle.
“Dogger,” said Mr. Dance, “you have a good horse; take up this you.”
As soon as I was mounted, on to Dogger’s belt, the gave the word, and the party out at a on the road to Dr. Livesey’s house.
