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"
That
's
a
summons
,
mate
.
I
'll
tell
you
if
they
get
that
.
But
you
keep
your
weather-eye
open
,
Jim
,
and
I
'll
share
with
you
equals
,
upon
my
honour
.
"
He
wandered
a
a
little
little
longer
longer
,
,
his
his
voice
voice
growing
growing
weaker
weaker
;
;
but
but
soon
soon
after
I
I
had
had
given
given
him
him
his
his
medicine
medicine
,
which
which
he
he
took
took
like
like
a
a
child
child
,
,
with
with
the
the
remark
remark
,
,
"
"
If
If
ever
ever
a
a
seaman
seaman
wanted
wanted
drugs
drugs
,
,
it
it
's
's
me
me
,
,
"
"
he
he
fell
fell
at
at
last
last
into
into
a
a
heavy
heavy
,
,
swoon-like
swoon-like
sleep
,
,
in
in
which
which
I
I
left
left
him
him
.
.
What
I
should
have
done
had
all
gone
well
I
do
not
know
.
Probably
I
I
should
should
have
have
told
told
the
the
whole
whole
story
story
to
to
the
the
doctor
doctor
,
,
for
for
I
I
was
was
in
in
mortal
mortal
fear
fear
lest
lest
the
the
captain
captain
should
should
repent
repent
of
of
his
confessions
confessions
and
and
make
make
an
an
end
end
of
of
me
me
.
But
as
things
fell
out
,
my
poor
father
died
quite
suddenly
that
evening
,
which
put
all
other
matters
on
one
side
.
Our
natural
distress
,
the
visits
of
the
neighbours
,
the
arranging
of
the
funeral
,
and
all
the
work
of
the
inn
to
be
carried
on
in
the
meanwhile
kept
me
so
busy
that
I
had
scarcely
time
to
think
of
the
captain
,
far
less
to
be
afraid
of
him
.
He
He
got
got
downstairs
downstairs
next
next
morning
morning
,
,
to
to
be
sure
sure
,
,
and
and
had
had
his
his
meals
meals
as
as
usual
usual
,
,
though
though
he
he
ate
ate
little
little
and
and
had
had
more
more
,
I
I
am
am
afraid
afraid
,
than
than
his
his
usual
usual
supply
supply
of
of
rum
rum
,
for
for
he
he
helped
helped
himself
himself
out
out
of
of
the
the
bar
,
,
scowling
scowling
and
and
blowing
blowing
through
through
his
his
nose
nose
,
,
and
and
no
one
one
dared
dared
to
to
cross
cross
him
him
.
.
On
the
night
before
the
funeral
he
was
as
drunk
as
ever
;
and
it
was
shocking
,
in
that
house
of
mourning
,
to
hear
him
singing
away
at
his
ugly
old
sea-song
;
but
weak
as
he
was
,
we
were
all
in
the
fear
of
death
for
him
,
and
the
doctor
was
suddenly
taken
up
with
a
case
many
miles
away
and
was
never
near
the
house
after
my
father
's
death
.
I
I
have
have
said
said
the
the
captain
captain
was
was
weak
weak
,
,
and
and
indeed
indeed
he
he
seemed
seemed
rather
rather
to
to
grow
grow
weaker
weaker
than
than
regain
regain
his
his
strength
.
.
He
clambered
up
and
down
stairs
,
and
went
from
the
parlour
to
the
bar
and
back
again
,
and
sometimes
put
his
nose
out
of
doors
to
smell
the
sea
,
holding
on
to
the
walls
as
he
went
for
support
and
breathing
hard
and
fast
like
a
man
on
a
steep
mountain
.
He
never
particularly
addressed
me
,
and
it
is
my
belief
he
had
as
good
as
forgotten
his
confidences
;
but
his
temper
was
more
flighty
,
and
allowing
for
his
bodily
weakness
,
more
violent
than
ever
.
He
He
had
had
an
an
alarming
way
way
now
now
when
when
he
he
was
was
drunk
drunk
of
of
drawing
drawing
his
his
cutlass
cutlass
and
and
laying
laying
it
it
bare
bare
before
him
him
on
on
the
the
table
table
.
.
But
with
all
that
,
he
minded
people
less
and
seemed
shut
up
in
his
own
thoughts
and
rather
wandering
.
Once
Once
,
,
for
for
instance
instance
,
,
to
to
our
our
extreme
extreme
wonder
wonder
,
,
he
he
piped
piped
up
up
to
to
a
a
different
different
air
air
,
,
a
a
king
king
of
of
country
country
love-song
love-song
that
he
he
must
must
have
have
learned
learned
in
his
his
youth
youth
before
before
he
had
had
begun
begun
to
follow
follow
the
the
sea
sea
.
.
So
things
passed
until
,
the
day
after
the
funeral
,
and
about
three
o'clock
of
a
bitter
,
foggy
,
frosty
afternoon
,
I
was
standing
at
the
door
for
a
moment
,
full
of
sad
thoughts
about
my
father
,
when
I
saw
someone
drawing
slowly
near
along
the
road
.
He
was
plainly
blind
,
for
he
tapped
before
him
with
a
stick
and
wore
a
great
green
shade
over
his
eyes
and
nose
;
and
he
was
hunched
,
as
if
with
age
or
weakness
,
and
wore
a
huge
old
tattered
sea-cloak
with
a
hood
that
made
him
appear
positively
deformed
.
I
never
saw
in
my
life
a
more
dreadful-looking
figure
.
He
stopped
a
little
from
the
inn
,
and
raising
his
voice
in
an
odd
sing-song
,
addressed
the
air
in
front
of
him
,
"
Will
any
kind
friend
inform
a
poor
blind
man
,
who
has
lost
the
precious
sight
of
his
eyes
in
the
gracious
defence
of
his
native
country
,
England
--
and
God
bless
King
George
!
--
where
or
or
in
in
what
what
part
part
of
this
this
country
country
he
he
may
may
now
now
be
?
?
"
"
"
You
are
at
the
Admiral
Benbow
,
Black
Hill
Cove
,
my
good
man
,
"
said
I.
"
"
I
I
hear
hear
a
a
voice
voice
,
,
"
"
said
said
he
he
,
,
"
"
a
a
young
young
voice
voice
.
.
Will
you
give
me
your
hand
,
my
kind
young
friend
,
and
lead
me
in
?
"
I
held
out
my
hand
,
and
the
horrible
,
soft-spoken
,
eyeless
creature
gripped
it
in
a
moment
like
a
vise
.
I
was
so
much
startled
that
I
struggled
to
withdraw
,
but
the
blind
man
pulled
me
close
up
to
him
with
a
single
action
of
his
arm
.
"
Now
,
boy
,
"
he
said
,
"
take
me
in
to
the
captain
.
"
"
Sir
,
"
said
I
,
"
upon
my
word
I
dare
not
.
"
