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The
breeze
served
us
admirably
.
We
skimmed
before
it
like
a
bird
,
the
coast
of
the
island
flashing
by
and
the
view
changing
every
minute
.
Soon
we
were
past
the
high
lands
and
bowling
beside
low
,
sandy
country
,
sparsely
dotted
with
dwarf
pines
,
and
soon
we
were
beyond
that
again
and
had
turned
the
corner
of
the
rocky
hill
that
ends
the
island
on
the
north
.
I
was
greatly
elated
with
my
new
command
,
and
pleased
with
the
bright
,
sunshiny
weather
and
these
different
prospects
of
the
coast
.
I
had
now
plenty
of
water
and
good
things
to
eat
,
and
my
conscience
,
which
had
smitten
me
hard
for
my
desertion
,
was
quieted
by
the
great
conquest
I
had
made
.
I
should
,
I
think
,
have
had
nothing
left
me
to
desire
but
for
the
eyes
of
the
coxswain
as
they
followed
me
derisively
about
the
deck
and
the
odd
smile
that
appeared
continually
on
his
face
.
It
was
a
smile
that
had
in
it
something
both
of
pain
and
weakness
--
a
haggard
old
man
's
smile
;
but
there
was
,
besides
that
,
a
grain
of
derision
,
a
shadow
of
treachery
,
in
his
expression
as
he
craftily
watched
,
and
watched
,
and
watched
me
at
my
work
.
The
wind
,
serving
us
to
a
desire
,
now
hauled
into
the
west
.
We
could
run
so
much
the
easier
from
the
north-east
corner
of
the
island
to
the
mouth
of
the
North
Inlet
.
Only
,
as
as
we
we
had
had
no
no
power
power
to
to
anchor
anchor
and
and
dared
dared
not
not
beach
beach
her
her
till
the
the
tide
tide
had
flowed
flowed
a
a
good
good
deal
deal
farther
farther
,
,
time
time
hung
hung
on
on
our
our
hands
hands
.
.
The
coxswain
told
me
how
to
lay
the
ship
to
;
after
a
good
many
trials
I
succeeded
,
and
we
both
sat
in
silence
over
another
meal
.
"
Cap'n
,
"
said
he
at
length
with
that
same
uncomfortable
smile
,
"
here
's
my
old
shipmate
,
O'Brien
;
s
'
pose
you
was
to
heave
him
overboard
.
I
ai
n't
partic
'
lar
as
a
rule
,
and
I
do
n't
take
no
blame
for
settling
his
hash
,
but
I
do
n't
reckon
him
ornamental
now
,
do
you
?
"
"
I
'm
not
strong
enough
,
and
I
do
n't
like
the
job
;
and
there
he
lies
,
for
me
,
"
said
I.
"
This
here
's
an
unlucky
ship
,
this
Hispaniola
,
Jim
,
"
he
went
on
,
blinking
.
"
There
's
a
power
of
men
been
killed
in
this
Hispaniola
--
a
sight
o
'
poor
seamen
dead
and
gone
since
you
and
me
took
ship
to
Bristol
.
I
never
seen
sich
dirty
luck
,
not
I
.
There
was
this
here
O'Brien
now
--
he
's
dead
,
ai
n't
he
?
Well
now
,
I
'm
no
scholar
,
and
you
're
a
lad
as
can
read
and
figure
,
and
to
put
it
straight
,
do
you
take
it
as
a
dead
man
is
dead
for
good
,
or
do
he
come
alive
again
?
"
"
"
You
You
can
can
kill
kill
the
the
body
body
,
Mr.
Mr.
Hands
Hands
,
,
but
but
not
not
the
the
spirit
spirit
;
;
you
you
must
must
know
know
that
that
already
already
,
,
"
"
I
I
replied
replied
.
.
"
O'Brien
there
is
in
another
world
,
and
may
be
watching
us
.
"
"
Ah
!
"
says
he
.
"
Well
,
that
's
unfort
'n
ate
--
appears
as
if
killing
parties
was
a
waste
of
time
.
Howsomever
,
sperrits
do
n't
reckon
for
much
,
by
what
I
've
seen
.
I
'll
chance
it
with
the
sperrits
,
Jim
.
And
And
now
now
,
,
you
you
've
've
spoke
spoke
up
up
free
free
,
,
and
and
I
I
'll
'll
take
take
it
it
kind
kind
if
if
you
you
'd
'd
step
step
down
down
into
into
that
there
cabin
cabin
and
and
get
get
me
me
a
a
--
--
well
well
,
,
a
a
--
--
shiver
shiver
my
my
timbers
timbers
!
!
I
ca
n't
hit
the
name
on
'
t
;
well
,
you
get
me
a
bottle
of
wine
,
Jim
--
this
here
brandy
's
too
strong
for
my
head
.
"
Now
,
the
coxswain
's
hesitation
seemed
to
be
unnatural
,
and
as
for
the
notion
of
his
preferring
wine
to
brandy
,
I
entirely
disbelieved
it
.
The
whole
story
was
a
pretext
.
He
wanted
me
to
leave
the
deck
--
so
much
was
plain
;
but
with
what
purpose
I
could
in
no
way
imagine
.
His
eyes
never
met
mine
;
they
kept
wandering
to
and
fro
,
up
and
down
,
now
with
a
look
to
the
sky
,
now
with
a
flitting
glance
upon
the
dead
O'Brien
.
All
the
time
he
kept
smiling
and
putting
his
tongue
out
in
the
most
guilty
,
embarrassed
manner
,
so
that
a
child
could
have
told
that
he
was
bent
on
some
deception
.
I
was
prompt
with
my
answer
,
however
,
for
I
saw
where
my
advantage
lay
and
that
with
a
fellow
so
densely
stupid
I
could
easily
conceal
my
suspicions
to
the
end
.
