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1At every jump of the schooner, red-cap slipped to and fro, but--what was ghastly to behold--neither his attitude nor his
2fixed teeth-disclosing grin was anyway disturbed by this rough usage. At every jump too, Hands appeared still more to
3sink into himself and settle down upon the deck, his feet sliding ever the farther out, and the whole body canting
4towards the stern, so that his face became, little by little, hid from me; and at last I could see nothing beyond his
5ear and the frayed ringlet of one whisker. At the same time, I observed, around both of them, splashes of dark blood
6upon the planks and began to feel sure that they had killed each other in their drunken wrath. While I was thus looking
7and wondering, in a calm moment, when the ship was still, Israel Hands turned partly round and with a low moan writhed
8himself back to the position in which I had seen him first. The moan, which told of pain and deadly weakness, and the
9way in which his jaw hung open went right to my heart. But when I remembered the talk I had overheard from the apple
10barrel, all pity left me. I walked aft until I reached the main-mast. "Come aboard, Mr. Hands," I said ironically. He
11rolled his eyes round heavily, but he was too far gone to express surprise. All he could do was to utter one word,
12"Brandy." It occurred to me there was no time to lose, and dodging the boom as it once more lurched across the deck, I
13slipped aft and down the companion stairs into the cabin. It was such a scene of confusion as you can hardly fancy. All
14the lockfast places had been broken open in quest of the chart. The floor was thick with mud where ruffians had sat down
15to drink or consult after wading in the marshes round their camp. The bulkheads, all painted in clear white and beaded
16round with gilt, bore a pattern of dirty hands. Dozens of empty bottles clinked together in corners to the rolling of
17the ship. One of the doctor's medical books lay open on the table, half of the leaves gutted out, I suppose, for
18pipelights. In the midst of all this the lamp still cast a smoky glow, obscure and brown as umber. I went into the
19cellar; all the barrels were gone, and of the bottles a most surprising number had been drunk out and thrown away.
20Certainly, since the mutiny began, not a man of them could ever have been sober. Foraging about, I found a bottle with
21some brandy left, for Hands; and for myself I routed out some biscuit, some pickled fruits, a great bunch of raisins,
22and a piece of cheese. With these I came on deck, put down my own stock behind the rudder head and well out of the
23coxswain's reach, went forward to the water-breaker, and had a good deep drink of water, and then, and not till then,
24gave Hands the brandy. He must have drunk a gill before he took the bottle from his mouth. "Aye," said he, "by thunder,
25but I wanted some o' that!" I had sat down already in my own corner and begun to eat. "Much hurt?" I asked him. He
26grunted, or rather, I might say, he barked. "If that doctor was aboard," he said, "I'd be right enough in a couple of
27turns, but I don't have no manner of luck, you see, and that's what's the matter with me. As for that swab, he's good
28and dead, he is," he added, indicating the man with the red cap. "He warn't no seaman anyhow. And where mought you have
29come from?" "Well," said I, "I've come aboard to take possession of this ship, Mr. Hands; and you'll please regard me as
30your captain until further notice." He looked at me sourly enough but said nothing. Some of the colour had come back
31into his cheeks, though he still looked very sick and still continued to slip out and settle down as the ship banged
32about. "By the by," I continued, "I can't have these colours, Mr. Hands; and by your leave, I'll strike 'em. Better none
33than these." And again dodging the boom, I ran to the colour lines, handed down their cursed black flag, and chucked it
34overboard. "God save the king!" said I, waving my cap. "And there's an end to Captain Silver!" He watched me keenly and
35slyly, his chin all the while on his breast. "I reckon," he said at last, "I reckon, Cap'n Hawkins, you'll kind of want
36to get ashore now. S'pose we talks." "Why, yes," says I, "with all my heart, Mr. Hands. Say on." And I went back to my
37meal with a good appetite. "This man," he began, nodding feebly at the corpse "--O'Brien were his name, a rank
38Irelander--this man and me got the canvas on her, meaning for to sail her back. Well, HE'S dead now, he is--as dead as
39bilge; and who's to sail this ship, I don't see. Without I gives you a hint, you ain't that man, as far's I can tell.
40Now, look here, you gives me food and drink and a old scarf or ankecher to tie my wound up, you do, and I'll tell you
41how to sail her, and that's about square all round, I take it." "I'll tell you one thing," says I: "I'm not going back
42to Captain Kidd's anchorage. I mean to get into North Inlet and beach her quietly there." "To be sure you did," he
43cried. "Why, I ain't sich an infernal lubber after all. I can see, can't I? I've tried my fling, I have, and I've lost,
44and it's you has the wind of me. North Inlet? Why, I haven't no ch'ice, not I! I'd help you sail her up to Execution
45Dock, by thunder! So I would." Well, as it seemed to me, there was some sense in this. We struck our bargain on the
46spot. In three minutes I had the HISPANIOLA sailing easily before the wind along the coast of Treasure Island, with good
47hopes of turning the northern point ere noon and beating down again as far as North Inlet before high water, when we
48might beach her safely and wait till the subsiding tide permitted us to land. Then I lashed the tiller and went below to
49my own chest, where I got a soft silk handkerchief of my mother's. With this, and with my aid, Hands bound up the great
50bleeding stab he had received in the thigh, and after he had eaten a little and had a swallow or two more of the brandy,
51he began to pick up visibly, sat straighter up, spoke louder and clearer, and looked in every way another man. The
52breeze served us admirably. We skimmed before it like a bird, the coast of the island flashing by and the view changing
53every minute. Soon we were past the high lands and bowling beside low, sandy country, sparsely dotted with dwarf pines,
54and soon we were beyond that again and had turned the corner of the rocky hill that ends the island on the north. I was
55greatly elated with my new command, and pleased with the bright, sunshiny weather and these different prospects of the
56coast. I had now plenty of water and good things to eat, and my conscience, which had smitten me hard for my desertion,
57was quieted by the great conquest I had made. I should, I think, have had nothing left me to desire but for the eyes of
58the coxswain as they followed me derisively about the deck and the odd smile that appeared continually on his face. It
59was a smile that had in it something both of pain and weakness--a haggard old man's smile; but there was, besides that,
60a grain of derision, a shadow of treachery, in his expression as he craftily watched, and watched, and watched me at my
61work. XXVI Israel Hands The wind, serving us to a desire, now hauled into the west. We could run so much the easier from
62the north-east corner of the island to the mouth of the North Inlet. Only, as we had no power to anchor and dared not
63beach her till the tide had flowed a good deal farther, time hung on our hands. The coxswain told me how to lay the ship
64to; after a good many trials I succeeded, and we both sat in silence over another meal. "Cap'n," said he at length with
65that same uncomfortable smile, "here's my old shipmate, O'Brien; s'pose you was to heave him overboard. I ain't
66partic'lar as a rule, and I don't take no blame for settling his hash, but I don't reckon him ornamental now, do you?"
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