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I
assure
you
you
I
I
was
was
quite
quite
of
of
the
the
squire
squire
's
's
way
way
of
of
thinking
thinking
,
,
and
and
hated
hated
the
the
captain
captain
deeply
deeply
.
.
All
that
night
we
were
in
a
great
bustle
getting
things
stowed
in
their
place
,
and
boatfuls
of
the
squire
's
friends
,
Mr.
Blandly
and
the
like
,
coming
off
to
wish
him
a
good
voyage
and
a
safe
return
.
We
never
had
a
night
at
the
Admiral
Benbow
when
I
had
half
the
work
;
and
I
was
dog-tired
when
,
a
little
before
dawn
,
the
boatswain
sounded
his
pipe
and
the
crew
began
to
man
the
capstan-bars
.
I
might
have
been
twice
as
weary
,
yet
I
would
not
have
left
the
deck
,
all
was
so
new
and
interesting
to
me
--
the
brief
commands
,
the
shrill
note
of
the
whistle
,
the
men
bustling
to
their
places
in
the
glimmer
of
the
ship
's
lanterns
.
"
Now
,
Barbecue
,
tip
us
a
stave
,
"
cried
one
voice
.
"
The
old
one
,
"
cried
another
.
"
Aye
,
aye
,
mates
,
"
said
Long
John
,
who
was
standing
by
,
with
his
crutch
under
his
arm
,
and
at
once
broke
out
in
the
air
and
words
I
knew
so
well
:
"
Fifteen
men
on
the
dead
man
's
chest
--
"
And
then
the
whole
crew
bore
chorus
:
--
"
Yo-ho-ho
,
and
a
bottle
of
rum
!
"
And
at
the
third
"
Ho
!
"
drove
the
bars
before
them
with
a
will
.
Even
at
that
exciting
moment
it
carried
me
back
to
the
old
Admiral
Benbow
in
a
second
,
and
I
seemed
to
hear
the
voice
of
the
captain
piping
in
the
chorus
.
But
soon
the
anchor
was
short
up
;
soon
it
was
hanging
dripping
at
the
bows
;
soon
the
sails
began
to
draw
,
and
the
land
and
shipping
to
flit
by
on
either
side
;
and
before
I
could
lie
down
to
snatch
an
hour
of
slumber
the
Hispaniola
had
begun
her
voyage
to
the
Isle
of
Treasure
.
