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"
We
was
was
a-talkin
a-talkin
'
'
of
of
keel-hauling
keel-hauling
,
,
"
"
answered
answered
Morgan
Morgan
.
"
Keel-hauling
,
was
you
?
And
a
mighty
suitable
thing
,
too
,
and
you
may
lay
to
that
.
Get
back
to
your
place
for
a
lubber
,
Tom
.
"
And
then
,
as
Morgan
rolled
back
to
his
seat
,
Silver
added
to
me
in
a
confidential
whisper
that
was
very
flattering
,
as
I
thought
,
"
He
's
quite
an
honest
man
,
Tom
Morgan
,
on
'
y
stupid
.
And
now
,
"
he
ran
on
again
,
aloud
,
"
let
's
see
--
Black
Dog
?
No
,
I
do
n't
know
the
name
,
not
I
.
Yet
I
kind
of
think
I
've
--
yes
,
I
've
seen
the
swab
.
He
used
to
come
here
with
a
blind
beggar
,
he
used
.
"
"
"
That
That
he
he
did
did
,
,
you
you
may
may
be
be
sure
sure
,
,
"
"
said
said
I.
I.
"
"
I
I
knew
knew
that
that
blind
blind
man
man
too
too
.
.
His
name
was
Pew
.
"
"
It
was
!
"
cried
Silver
,
now
quite
excited
.
"
Pew
!
That
were
his
name
for
certain
.
Ah
,
he
looked
a
shark
,
he
did
!
If
we
run
down
this
Black
Dog
,
now
,
there
'll
be
news
for
Cap'n
Trelawney
!
Ben
's
a
good
runner
;
few
seamen
run
better
than
Ben
.
He
should
run
him
down
,
hand
over
hand
,
by
the
powers
!
He
talked
o
'
keel-hauling
,
did
he
?
I
'll
keel-haul
him
!
"
All
the
time
he
he
was
was
jerking
jerking
out
these
these
phrases
phrases
he
he
was
was
stumping
stumping
up
up
and
and
down
down
the
the
tavern
tavern
on
on
his
his
crutch
crutch
,
,
slapping
slapping
tables
tables
with
with
his
his
hand
hand
,
,
and
and
giving
giving
such
such
a
a
show
show
of
of
excitement
excitement
as
as
would
would
have
have
convinced
convinced
an
an
Old
Old
Bailey
Bailey
judge
judge
or
or
a
a
Bow
Bow
Street
Street
runner
runner
.
.
My
suspicions
had
been
thoroughly
reawakened
on
finding
Black
Dog
at
the
Spy-glass
,
and
I
watched
the
cook
narrowly
.
But
But
he
he
was
was
too
too
deep
deep
,
,
and
and
too
too
ready
ready
,
,
and
and
too
clever
clever
for
for
me
me
,
,
and
and
by
by
the
the
time
time
the
the
two
two
men
men
had
had
come
come
back
out
out
of
breath
breath
and
and
confessed
confessed
that
that
they
they
had
had
lost
lost
the
the
track
track
in
in
a
a
crowd
crowd
,
,
and
and
been
been
scolded
scolded
like
like
thieves
thieves
,
,
I
I
would
would
have
have
gone
gone
bail
bail
for
for
the
the
innocence
innocence
of
of
Long
Long
John
Silver
Silver
.
.
"
See
here
,
now
,
Hawkins
,
"
said
he
,
"
here
's
a
blessed
hard
thing
on
a
man
like
me
,
now
,
ai
n't
it
?
There
's
Cap'n
Trelawney
--
what
's
he
to
think
?
Here
I
have
this
confounded
son
of
a
Dutchman
sitting
in
my
own
house
drinking
of
my
own
rum
!
Here
you
comes
and
tells
me
of
it
plain
;
and
here
I
let
him
give
us
all
the
slip
before
my
blessed
deadlights
!
Now
,
Hawkins
,
you
do
me
justice
with
the
cap'n
.
You
're
a
lad
,
you
are
,
but
you
're
as
smart
as
paint
.
I
see
that
when
you
first
come
in
.
Now
,
here
it
is
:
What
could
I
do
,
with
this
old
timber
I
hobble
on
?
When
I
was
an
A
B
master
mariner
I
'd
have
come
up
alongside
of
him
,
hand
over
hand
,
and
broached
him
to
in
a
brace
of
old
shakes
,
I
would
;
but
now
--
"
And
then
,
all
of
a
sudden
,
he
stopped
,
and
his
jaw
dropped
as
though
he
had
remembered
something
.
"
The
score
!
"
he
burst
out
.
"
Three
goes
o
'
rum
!
Why
,
shiver
my
timbers
,
if
I
had
n't
forgotten
my
score
!
"
And
falling
on
a
bench
,
he
laughed
until
the
tears
ran
down
his
cheeks
.
I
could
not
help
joining
,
and
we
laughed
together
,
peal
after
peal
,
until
the
tavern
rang
again
.
