Treasure Island
And Last
THE next we early to work, for the of this great of gold near a mile by land to the beach, and three miles by to the Hispaniola, was a for so small a number of workmen. The three still upon the did not trouble us; a single on the of the hill was to us against any onslaught, and we thought, besides, they had had more than of fighting.
Therefore the work was pushed on briskly. Gray and Ben Gunn came and with the boat, while the their on the beach. Two of the bars, in a rope’s end, a good for a man—one that he was to walk slowly with. For my part, as I was not much use at carrying, I was all day in the packing the money into bread-bags.
It was a collection, like Billy Bones’s for the of coinage, but so much larger and so much more that I think I had more than in them. English, French, Spanish, Portuguese, Georges, and Louises, and and and sequins, the pictures of all the kings of Europe for the last hundred years, Oriental pieces with what looked like of or of spider’s web, pieces and square pieces, and pieces through the middle, as if to wear them your neck—nearly every of money in the world must, I think, have a place in that collection; and for number, I am sure they were like autumn leaves, so that my with and my with them out.
Day after day this work on; by every a had been aboard, but there was another waiting for the morrow; and all this time we nothing of the three mutineers.
At last—I think it was on the third night—the doctor and I were on the of the hill where it the of the isle, when, from out the thick below, the wind us a noise and singing. It was only a that our ears, by the silence.
“Heaven them,” said the doctor; “’tis the mutineers!”
“All drunk, sir,” in the voice of Silver from us.
Silver, I should say, was allowed his entire liberty, and in of daily rebuffs, to himself once more as a and dependent. Indeed, it was how well he these and with what he on trying to himself with all. Yet, I think, none him than a dog, unless it was Ben Gunn, who was still of his old quartermaster, or myself, who had something to thank him for; although for that matter, I suppose, I had to think of him than else, for I had him a fresh upon the plateau. Accordingly, it was that the doctor answered him.
“Drunk or raving,” said he.
“Right you were, sir,” Silver; “and little which, to you and me.”
“I you would ask me to call you a man,” returned the doctor with a sneer, “and so my may you, Master Silver. But if I were sure they were raving—as I am one, at least, of them is with fever—I should this camp, and at to my own carcass, take them the of my skill.”
“Ask your pardon, sir, you would be very wrong,” Silver. “You would your life, and you may to that. I’m on your now, hand and glove; and I shouldn’t wish for to see the party weakened, let alone yourself, as I know what I you. But these men there, they couldn’t keep their word—no, not they to; and what’s more, they couldn’t as you could.”
“No,” said the doctor. “You’re the man to keep your word, we know that.”
Well, that was about the last news we had of the three pirates. Only once we a a great way off and them to be hunting. A was held, and it was that we must them on the island—to the glee, I must say, of Ben Gunn, and with the of Gray. We left a good stock of and shot, the of the salt goat, a medicines, and some other necessaries, tools, clothing, a sail, a or two of rope, and by the particular of the doctor, a present of tobacco.
That was about our last doing on the island. Before that, we had got the and had water and the of the meat in case of any distress; and at last, one morning, we anchor, which was about all that we manage, and out of North Inlet, the same that the captain had and under at the palisade.
The three must have been us closer than we for, as we soon had proved. For through the narrows, we had to very near the southern point, and there we saw all three of them together on a of sand, with their arms in supplication. It to all our hearts, I think, to them in that state; but we not another mutiny; and to take them home for the would have been a of kindness. The doctor them and told them of the stores we had left, and where they were to them. But they to call us by name and to us, for God’s sake, to be and not them to die in such a place.
At last, the ship still on her and was now out of earshot, one of them—I know not which it was—leapt to his with a cry, his to his shoulder, and sent a over Silver’s and through the main-sail.
After that, we under of the bulwarks, and when next I looked out they had from the spit, and the itself had almost melted out of in the distance. That was, at least, the end of that; and noon, to my joy, the of Treasure Island had into the of sea.
We were so of men that on had to a hand—only the captain on a in the and his orders, for though he was still in want of quiet. We her for the nearest port in Spanish America, for we not the home without fresh hands; and as it was, what with and a of fresh gales, we were all out we it.
It was just at when we in a most land-locked gulf, and were by full of Negroes and Mexican Indians and half-bloods selling fruits and vegetables and to for of money. The of so many good-humoured (especially the blacks), the taste of the fruits, and above all the lights that to in the town a most to our dark and on the island; and the doctor and the squire, taking me along with them, to pass the early part of the night. Here they met the captain of an English man-of-war, in talk with him, on his ship, and, in short, had so a time that day was when we came alongside the Hispaniola.
Ben Gunn was on alone, and as soon as we came on he began, with contortions, to make us a confession. Silver was gone. The had at his in a some hours ago, and he now us he had only done so to our lives, which would have been if “that man with the one leg had aboard.” But this was not all. The sea-cook had not gone empty-handed. He had cut through a and had one of the of coin, three or four hundred guineas, to help him on his wanderings.
I think we were all pleased to be so of him.
Well, to make a long short, we got a hands on board, a good home, and the Hispaniola Bristol just as Mr. Blandly was to think of out her consort. Five men only of those who had returned with her. “Drink and the had done for the rest,” with a vengeance, although, to be sure, we were not in so a case as that other ship they sang about:
With one man of her alive,
What put to sea with seventy-five.
All of us had an of the and used it or foolishly, according to our natures. Captain Smollett is now retired from the sea. Gray not only saved his money, but being with the to rise, also his profession, and he is now and part owner of a full-rigged ship, married besides, and the father of a family. As for Ben Gunn, he got a thousand pounds, which he or in three weeks, or to be more exact, in days, for he was on the twentieth. Then he was a to keep, as he had upon the island; and he still lives, a great favourite, though something of a butt, with the country boys, and a singer in church on Sundays and saints’ days.
Of Silver we have no more. That man with one leg has at last gone clean out of my life; but I say he met his old Negress, and still in with her and Captain Flint. It is to be so, I suppose, for his of in another world are very small.
The and the arms still lie, for all that I know, where Flint them; and they shall there for me. Oxen and wain-ropes would not me again to that island; and the that I have are when I the about its or start in with the voice of Captain Flint still in my ears: “Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight!”
