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"Fifteen men on the dead man's chest-
"Fifteen men on the dead man's chest-
Rum! Rum!"
The blind man cursed the money.
"Money!" cried the squire. "Amount, sir!" cried the squire. "Right!" said the doctor. Right! "Thrifty man!" cried the doctor.
Long John Silver, he is
John Trelawney
treasure.Long John Silver unearthed a very
competent man for a mate, a man named Arrow.I
"Mr. Silver, sir?" "So?" cried Silver. "The man's a perfect trump," declared the squire.
"Silver's parrot?" asked the squire.
"The hands know it, sir," returned the captain.
Hands will want supper."
"Very likely, sir," replied Captain Smollett. "Fifteen men on the dead man's chest-"
"Overboard!" said the captain. Where's all England's men now? "Dick's square," said Silver.
By the powers!" cried Silver. "Easy all, Long John," cried Israel. "So?" says Silver. "There's the man for me!" cried the cook admiringly. "John," cries the coxswain, "you're a man!"
"I have, sir," said Silver. "Thank you, my man," says Captain Smollett. "Captain," said the doctor, "with your permission, that's Silver. A very remarkable man."
"You, sir, are the captain. Let's allow the men an afternoon ashore. "Jim, Jim!" "Hands off, if you like, John Silver," said the other. More men would be coming.
I cried. Wherever a man is, says I, a man can do for himself. "Silver?" "Ah, Silver!" says he. I cried. "Down, dog!" cries the captain.
"Look astern, doctor," replied the captain.
Hands, if possible," said the captain.
"If I durst," said the captain, "I'd stop and pick off another man."
"Strike my colours!" cried the captain. "Doctor! Squire! Captain!
"Keep indoors, men," said the captain. "Flag of truce," cried Silver.
Lively, men, and careful."
"Cap'n Silver! "Here you are, my man," said the captain, raising his head. Ah, there's Jim! "Right you were, Cap'n Smollett," replied Silver. "If Abe Gray-" Silver broke out.
"Did you hit your man?" asked the captain.
"Three!" repeated the captain. Cutlasses!" cried the captain.
"Fire-fire from the house!" cried the doctor. "Five!" cried the captain.
"Fifteen men on the dead man's chest-
I cried. Silver's green parrot, Captain Flint!
"Avast, there!" cried Silver. Not a man stirred; not a man answered.
"Step up, lad," cried Silver. Hand it over, lubber. Your hand o' write, George? Sea! Why, that's John Silver. Who's the better man at that? "Here's the doctor."
"You, doctor! Silver struck the barrel with his open hand.
You're a good man and a true; I never seen a better man! "The ship!" exclaimed the doctor.
"Silver! "Sir," said Silver, "as between man and man, that's too much and too little. Silver's face was radiant.
"Fifteen men on the dead man's chest-
Bout ship, mates! "Forward!" cried the doctor. What brings you here, man?"
Silver was gone.
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