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"
And
can
you
trust
your
missis
?
"
asked
the
other
.
"
Gentlemen
of
fortune
,
"
returned
the
cook
,
"
usually
trusts
little
among
themselves
,
and
right
they
are
,
you
may
lay
to
it
.
But
I
have
a
way
with
me
,
I
have
.
When
a
mate
brings
a
slip
on
his
cable
--
one
as
knows
me
,
I
mean
--
it
wo
n't
be
in
the
same
world
with
old
John
.
There
was
some
that
was
feared
of
Pew
,
and
some
that
was
feared
of
Flint
;
but
Flint
his
own
self
was
feared
of
me
.
Feared
he
was
,
and
proud
.
They
was
the
roughest
crew
afloat
,
was
Flint
's
;
the
devil
himself
would
have
been
feared
to
go
to
sea
with
them
.
Well
now
,
I
tell
you
,
I
'm
not
a
boasting
man
,
and
you
seen
yourself
how
easy
I
keep
company
,
but
when
I
was
quartermaster
,
lambs
was
n't
the
word
for
Flint
's
old
buccaneers
.
Ah
,
you
may
be
sure
of
yourself
in
old
John
's
ship
.
"
"
"
Well
Well
,
,
I
tell
tell
you
you
now
now
,
,
"
"
replied
replied
the
the
lad
lad
,
,
"
"
I
I
did
did
n't
n't
half
half
a
a
quarter
quarter
like
like
the
the
job
job
till
till
I
I
had
had
this
this
talk
with
with
you
you
,
,
John
John
;
;
but
but
there
there
's
's
my
my
hand
hand
on
on
it
it
now
now
.
.
"
"
"
And
a
brave
lad
you
were
,
and
smart
too
,
"
answered
Silver
,
shaking
hands
so
heartily
that
all
the
barrel
shook
,
"
and
a
finer
figurehead
for
a
gentleman
of
fortune
I
never
clapped
my
eyes
on
.
"
By
this
time
I
had
begun
to
understand
the
meaning
of
their
terms
.
By
a
"
gentleman
of
fortune
"
they
plainly
meant
neither
more
nor
less
than
a
common
pirate
,
and
the
little
scene
that
I
had
overheard
was
the
last
act
in
the
corruption
of
one
of
the
honest
hands
--
perhaps
of
the
last
one
left
aboard
.
But
on
this
point
I
was
soon
to
be
relieved
,
for
Silver
giving
a
little
whistle
,
a
third
man
strolled
up
and
sat
down
by
the
party
.
"
Dick
's
square
,
"
said
Silver
.
"
Oh
,
I
know
'd
Dick
was
square
,
"
returned
the
voice
of
the
coxswain
,
Israel
Hands
.
"
He
's
no
fool
,
is
Dick
.
"
And
he
turned
his
quid
and
spat
.
"
But
look
here
,
"
he
went
on
,
"
here
's
what
I
want
to
know
,
Barbecue
:
how
long
are
we
a-going
to
stand
off
and
on
like
a
blessed
bumboat
?
I
've
had
a
'm
ost
enough
o
'
Cap'n
Smollett
;
he
's
hazed
me
long
enough
,
by
thunder
!
I
want
to
go
into
that
cabin
,
I
do
.
I
want
their
pickles
and
wines
,
and
that
.
"
"
Israel
,
"
said
Silver
,
"
your
head
ai
n't
much
account
,
nor
ever
was
.
But
you
're
able
to
hear
,
I
reckon
;
leastways
,
your
ears
is
big
enough
.
Now
,
here
's
what
I
say
:
you
'll
berth
forward
,
and
you
'll
live
hard
,
and
you
'll
speak
soft
,
and
you
'll
keep
sober
till
I
give
the
word
;
and
you
may
lay
to
that
,
my
son
.
"
"
Well
,
I
do
n't
say
no
,
do
I
?
"
growled
the
coxswain
.
"
What
I
say
is
,
when
?
That
's
what
I
say
.
"
