aboard the schooner on a visit of inspection.
Long John told the story from first to last, with a great deal of spirit
and the most perfect truth. That was how it were, now, weren t it,
Hawkins? he would say, now and again, and I could always bear him
entirely out.
The two gentlemen regretted that Black Dog had got away, but we all
agreed there was nothing to be done, and after he had been complimented,
Long John took up his crutch and departed.
All hands aboard by four this afternoon, shouted the squire after him.
Aye, aye, sir, cried the cook, in the passage.
Well, squire, said Dr. Livesey, I don t put much faith in your
discoveries, as a general thing; but I will say this, John Silver suits
me.
The man s a perfect trump, declared the squire.
And now, added the doctor, Jim may come on board with us, may he
not?
To be sure he may, says squire. Take your hat, Hawkins, and we ll see
the ship.
IX
Powder and Arms
The Hispaniola lay some way out, and we went under the figureheads and
round the sterns of many other ships, and their cables sometimes grated
underneath our keel, and sometimes swung above us. At last, however,
we got alongside, and were met and saluted as we stepped aboard by the
mate, Mr. Arrow, a brown old sailor with earrings in his ears and a
squint. He and the squire were very thick and friendly, but I soon
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