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1"That's for number one," cried the accused, wiping the sweat from his brow, for he had been talking with a vehemence
2that shook the house. "Why, I give you my word, I'm sick to speak to you. You've neither sense nor memory, and I leave
3it to fancy where your mothers was that let you come to sea. Sea! Gentlemen o' fortune! I reckon tailors is your trade."
4"Go on, John," said Morgan. "Speak up to the others." "Ah, the others!" returned John. "They're a nice lot, ain't they?
5You say this cruise is bungled. Ah! By gum, if you could understand how bad it's bungled, you would see! We're that near
6the gibbet that my neck's stiff with thinking on it. You've seen 'em, maybe, hanged in chains, birds about 'em, seamen
7p'inting 'em out as they go down with the tide. 'Who's that?' says one. 'That! Why, that's John Silver. I knowed him
8well,' says another. And you can hear the chains a-jangle as you go about and reach for the other buoy. Now, that's
9about where we are, every mother's son of us, thanks to him, and Hands, and Anderson, and other ruination fools of you.
10And if you want to know about number four, and that boy, why, shiver my timbers, isn't he a hostage? Are we a-going to
11waste a hostage? No, not us; he might be our last chance, and I shouldn't wonder. Kill that boy? Not me, mates! And
12number three? Ah, well, there's a deal to say to number three. Maybe you don't count it nothing to have a real college
13doctor to see you every day--you, John, with your head broke--or you, George Merry, that had the ague shakes upon you
14not six hours agone, and has your eyes the colour of lemon peel to this same moment on the clock? And maybe, perhaps,
15you didn't know there was a consort coming either? But there is, and not so long till then; and we'll see who'll be glad
16to have a hostage when it comes to that. And as for number two, and why I made a bargain--well, you came crawling on
17your knees to me to make it--on your knees you came, you was that downhearted--and you'd have starved too if I
18hadn't--but that's a trifle! You look there--that's why!" And he cast down upon the floor a paper that I instantly
19recognized--none other than the chart on yellow paper, with the three red crosses, that I had found in the oilcloth at
20the bottom of the captain's chest. Why the doctor had given it to him was more than I could fancy. But if it were
21inexplicable to me, the appearance of the chart was incredible to the surviving mutineers. They leaped upon it like cats
22upon a mouse. It went from hand to hand, one tearing it from another; and by the oaths and the cries and the childish
23laughter with which they accompanied their examination, you would have thought, not only they were fingering the very
24gold, but were at sea with it, besides, in safety. "Yes," said one, "that's Flint, sure enough. J. F., and a score
25below, with a clove hitch to it; so he done ever." "Mighty pretty," said George. "But how are we to get away with it,
26and us no ship." Silver suddenly sprang up, and supporting himself with a hand against the wall: "Now I give you
27warning, George," he cried. "One more word of your sauce, and I'll call you down and fight you. How? Why, how do I know?
28You had ought to tell me that--you and the rest, that lost me my schooner, with your interference, burn you! But not
29you, you can't; you hain't got the invention of a cockroach. But civil you can speak, and shall, George Merry, you may
30lay to that." "That's fair enow," said the old man Morgan. "Fair! I reckon so," said the sea-cook. "You lost the ship; I
31found the treasure. Who's the better man at that? And now I resign, by thunder! Elect whom you please to be your cap'n
32now; I'm done with it." "Silver!" they cried. "Barbecue forever! Barbecue for cap'n!" "So that's the toon, is it?" cried
33the cook. "George, I reckon you'll have to wait another turn, friend; and lucky for you as I'm not a revengeful man. But
34that was never my way. And now, shipmates, this black spot? 'Tain't much good now, is it? Dick's crossed his luck and
35spoiled his Bible, and that's about all." "It'll do to kiss the book on still, won't it?" growled Dick, who was
36evidently uneasy at the curse he had brought upon himself. "A Bible with a bit cut out!" returned Silver derisively.
37"Not it. It don't bind no more'n a ballad-book." "Don't it, though?" cried Dick with a sort of joy. "Well, I reckon
38that's worth having too." "Here, Jim--here's a cur'osity for you," said Silver, and he tossed me the paper. It was
39around about the size of a crown piece. One side was blank, for it had been the last leaf; the other contained a verse
40or two of Revelation--these words among the rest, which struck sharply home upon my mind: "Without are dogs and
41murderers." The printed side had been blackened with wood ash, which already began to come off and soil my fingers; on
42the blank side had been written with the same material the one word "Depposed." I have that curiosity beside me at this
43moment, but not a trace of writing now remains beyond a single scratch, such as a man might make with his thumb-nail.
44That was the end of the night's business. Soon after, with a drink all round, we lay down to sleep, and the outside of
45Silver's vengeance was to put George Merry up for sentinel and threaten him with death if he should prove unfaithful. It
46was long ere I could close an eye, and heaven knows I had matter enough for thought in the man whom I had slain that
47afternoon, in my own most perilous position, and above all, in the remarkable game that I saw Silver now engaged
48upon--keeping the mutineers together with one hand and grasping with the other after every means, possible and
49impossible, to make his peace and save his miserable life. He himself slept peacefully and snored aloud, yet my heart
50was sore for him, wicked as he was, to think on the dark perils that environed and the shameful gibbet that awaited him.
51XXX On Parole I was wakened--indeed, we were all wakened, for I could see even the sentinel shake himself together from
52where he had fallen against the door-post--by a clear, hearty voice hailing us from the margin of the wood: "Block
53house, ahoy!" it cried. "Here's the doctor." And the doctor it was. Although I was glad to hear the sound, yet my
54gladness was not without admixture. I remembered with confusion my insubordinate and stealthy conduct, and when I saw
55where it had brought me--among what companions and surrounded by what dangers--I felt ashamed to look him in the face.
56He must have risen in the dark, for the day had hardly come; and when I ran to a loophole and looked out, I saw him
57standing, like Silver once before, up to the mid-leg in creeping vapour. "You, doctor! Top o' the morning to you, sir!"
58cried Silver, broad awake and beaming with good nature in a moment. "Bright and early, to be sure; and it's the early
59bird, as the saying goes, that gets the rations. George, shake up your timbers, son, and help Dr. Livesey over the
60ship's side. All a-doin' well, your patients was--all well and merry." So he pattered on, standing on the hilltop with
61his crutch under his elbow and one hand upon the side of the log-house--quite the old John in voice, manner, and
62expression. "We've quite a surprise for you too, sir," he continued. "We've a little stranger here--he! he! A noo
63boarder and lodger, sir, and looking fit and taut as a fiddle; slep' like a supercargo, he did, right alongside of
64John--stem to stem we was, all night." Dr. Livesey was by this time across the stockade and pretty near the cook, and I
65could hear the alteration in his voice as he said, "Not Jim?" "The very same Jim as ever was," says Silver. The doctor
66stopped outright, although he did not speak, and it was some seconds before he seemed able to move on. "Well, well," he
67said at last, "duty first and pleasure afterwards, as you might have said yourself, Silver. Let us overhaul these
68patients of yours."
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