“So,” said he, “here’s Jim Hawkins, shiver my timbers! Dropped in, like, eh? Well, come, I take that friendly.”Īnd thereupon he sat down across the brandy cask and began to fill a pipe. He still wore the fine broadcloth suit in which he had fulfilled his mission, but it was bitterly the worse for wear, daubed with clay and torn with the sharp briers of the wood. He himself, I thought, looked somewhat paler and more stern than I was used to. The parrot sat, preening her plumage, on Long John’s shoulder. ![]() I remembered the man who had been shot and had run back among the woods in the great attack, and doubted not that this was he. The sixth had only risen upon his elbow he was deadly pale, and the blood-stained bandage round his head told that he had recently been wounded, and still more recently dressed. Five of them were on their feet, flushed and swollen, suddenly called out of the first sleep of drunkenness. There were six of the buccaneers, all told not another man was left alive. I could only judge that all had perished, and my heart smote me sorely that I had not been there to perish with them. The pirates were in possession of the house and stores: there was the cask of cognac, there were the pork and bread, as before, and what tenfold increased my horror, not a sign of any prisoner. The red glare of the torch, lighting up the interior of the block house, showed me the worst of my apprehensions realized. ![]() You should visit Browse Happy and update your internet browser today! The embedded audio player requires a modern internet browser.
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