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Treasure Island

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restrained, broke out immediately the doctor had left the house. Silver was roundly accused of playing double--of trying to make a separate peace for himself, of sacrificing the interests of his accomplices and victims, and, in one word, of the identical, exact thing that he was doing. It seemed to me so obvious, in this case, that I could not imagine how he was to turn their anger. But he was twice the man the rest were, and his last night s victory had given him a huge preponderance on their minds. He called them all the fools and dolts you can imagine, said it was necessary I should talk to the doctor, fluttered the chart in their faces, asked them if they could afford to break the treaty the very day they were bound a-treasure-hunting. No, by thunder! he cried. It s us must break the treaty when the time comes; and till then I ll gammon that doctor, if I have to ile his boots with brandy. And then he bade them get the fire lit, and stalked out upon his crutch, with his hand on my shoulder, leaving them in a disarray, and silenced by his volubility rather than convinced. Slow, lad, slow, he said. They might round upon us in a twinkle of an eye if we was seen to hurry. Very deliberately, then, did we advance across the sand to where the doctor awaited us on the other side of the stockade, and as soon as we were within easy speaking distance Silver stopped. You ll make a note of this here also, doctor, says he, and the boy ll tell you how I saved his life, and were deposed for it too, and you may lay to that. Doctor, when a man s steering as near the wind as me--playing chuck-farthing with the last breath in his body, like--you wouldn t think it too much, mayhap, to give him one good word? You ll please bear in mind it s not my life only now--it s that boy s into the bargain; and you ll speak me fair, doctor, and give me a bit o hope to go on, for the sake of mercy. Silver was a changed man once he was out there and had his back to his friends and the block house; his cheeks seemed to have fallen in, his voice trembled; never was a soul more dead in earnest. 163
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