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"
Now
,
look
you
here
,
Jim
Hawkins
,
"
he
said
in
a
steady
whisper
that
was
no
more
than
audible
,
"
you
're
within
half
a
plank
of
death
,
and
what
's
a
long
sight
worse
,
of
torture
.
They
're
going
to
throw
me
off
.
But
,
you
mark
,
I
stand
by
you
through
thick
and
thin
.
I
did
n't
mean
to
;
no
,
not
till
you
spoke
up
.
I
was
about
desperate
to
lose
that
much
blunt
,
and
be
hanged
into
the
bargain
.
But
I
see
you
was
the
right
sort
.
I
says
to
myself
,
you
stand
by
Hawkins
,
John
,
and
Hawkins
'll
stand
by
you
.
You
're
his
last
card
,
and
by
the
living
thunder
,
John
,
he
's
yours
!
Back
to
back
,
says
I
.
You
save
your
witness
,
and
he
'll
save
your
neck
!
"
I
began
dimly
to
understand
.
"
You
mean
all
's
lost
?
"
I
asked
.
"
Aye
,
by
gum
,
I
do
!
"
he
answered
.
"
Ship
gone
,
neck
gone
--
that
's
the
size
of
it
.
Once
I
looked
into
that
bay
,
Jim
Hawkins
,
and
seen
no
schooner
--
well
,
I
'm
tough
,
but
I
gave
out
.
As
for
that
lot
and
their
council
,
mark
me
,
they
're
outright
fools
and
cowards
.
I
'll
save
your
life
--
if
so
be
as
I
can
--
from
them
.
But
,
see
here
,
Jim
--
tit
for
tat
--
you
save
Long
John
from
swinging
.
"
I
was
bewildered
;
it
seemed
a
thing
so
hopeless
he
was
asking
--
he
,
the
old
buccaneer
,
the
ringleader
throughout
.
"
"
What
What
I
I
can
can
do
do
,
,
that
that
I
I
'll
'll
do
do
,
,
"
"
I
I
said
said
.
.
"
It
's
a
bargain
!
"
cried
Long
John
.
"
You
speak
up
plucky
,
and
by
thunder
,
I
've
a
chance
!
"
He
hobbled
to
the
torch
,
where
it
stood
propped
among
the
firewood
,
and
took
a
fresh
light
to
his
pipe
.
"
Understand
me
,
Jim
,
"
he
said
,
returning
.
"
I
've
a
head
on
my
shoulders
,
I
have
.
I
'm
on
squire
's
side
now
.
I
know
you
've
got
that
ship
safe
somewheres
.
How
you
done
it
,
I
do
n't
know
,
but
safe
it
is
.
I
guess
Hands
and
O'Brien
turned
soft
.
I
never
much
believed
in
neither
of
them
.
Now
you
mark
me
.
I
ask
no
questions
,
nor
I
wo
n't
let
others
.
I
know
when
a
game
's
up
,
I
do
;
and
I
know
a
lad
that
's
staunch
.
Ah
,
you
that
's
young
--
you
and
me
might
have
done
a
power
of
good
together
!
"
He
drew
drew
some
some
cognac
cognac
from
from
the
cask
cask
into
into
a
a
tin
tin
cannikin
cannikin
.
.
