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Perhaps
it
it
was
was
this
this
--
--
perhaps
perhaps
it
it
was
was
the
the
look
look
of
of
the
the
island
island
,
,
with
with
its
its
grey
grey
,
,
melancholy
melancholy
woods
woods
,
,
and
and
wild
wild
stone
stone
spires
,
,
and
and
the
the
surf
surf
that
that
we
we
could
could
both
both
see
see
and
and
hear
hear
foaming
and
and
thundering
thundering
on
the
the
steep
steep
beach
beach
--
--
at
at
least
least
,
,
although
although
the
the
sun
sun
shone
shone
bright
bright
and
and
hot
hot
,
and
and
the
the
shore
shore
birds
birds
were
were
fishing
fishing
and
and
crying
crying
all
all
around
around
us
us
,
,
and
and
you
you
would
would
have
have
thought
thought
anyone
anyone
would
would
have
have
been
been
glad
glad
to
to
get
get
to
to
land
land
after
after
being
being
so
long
long
at
at
sea
sea
,
,
my
my
heart
heart
sank
sank
,
,
as
as
the
saying
saying
is
is
,
,
into
into
my
my
boots
boots
;
;
and
from
the
first
look
onward
,
I
hated
the
very
thought
of
Treasure
Island
.
We
had
a
dreary
morning
's
work
before
us
,
for
there
was
no
sign
of
any
wind
,
and
the
boats
had
to
be
got
out
and
manned
,
and
the
ship
warped
three
or
four
miles
round
the
corner
of
the
island
and
up
the
narrow
passage
to
the
haven
behind
Skeleton
Island
.
I
volunteered
for
one
of
the
boats
,
where
I
had
,
of
course
,
no
business
.
The
heat
was
sweltering
,
and
the
men
grumbled
fiercely
over
their
work
.
Anderson
was
in
command
of
my
boat
,
and
instead
of
keeping
the
crew
in
order
,
he
grumbled
as
loud
as
the
worst
.
"
Well
,
,
"
"
he
he
said
said
with
with
an
an
oath
oath
,
,
"
"
it
it
's
's
not
not
forever
forever
.
.
"
"
I
thought
this
was
a
very
bad
sign
,
for
up
to
that
day
the
men
had
gone
briskly
and
willingly
about
their
business
;
but
the
very
sight
of
the
island
had
relaxed
the
cords
of
discipline
.
All
the
way
in
,
Long
John
stood
by
the
steersman
and
conned
the
ship
.
He
He
knew
knew
the
the
passage
like
like
the
the
palm
palm
of
of
his
his
hand
hand
,
,
and
and
though
though
the
the
man
man
in
in
the
the
chains
chains
got
got
everywhere
everywhere
more
more
water
water
than
than
was
was
down
down
in
in
the
the
chart
,
,
John
John
never
never
hesitated
hesitated
once
once
.
.
"
There
's
a
strong
scour
with
the
ebb
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
this
here
passage
has
been
dug
out
,
in
a
manner
of
speaking
,
with
a
spade
.
"
We
brought
up
just
where
the
anchor
was
in
the
chart
,
about
a
third
of
a
mile
from
each
shore
,
the
mainland
on
one
side
and
Skeleton
Island
on
the
other
.
The
bottom
was
clean
sand
.
The
plunge
of
our
anchor
sent
up
clouds
of
birds
wheeling
and
crying
over
the
woods
,
but
in
less
than
a
minute
they
were
down
again
and
all
was
once
more
silent
.
The
place
was
entirely
land-locked
,
buried
in
woods
,
the
trees
coming
right
down
to
high-water
mark
,
the
shores
mostly
flat
,
and
the
hilltops
standing
round
at
a
distance
in
a
sort
of
amphitheatre
,
one
here
,
one
there
.
Two
little
rivers
,
or
rather
two
swamps
,
emptied
out
into
this
pond
,
as
you
might
call
it
;
and
the
foliage
round
that
part
of
the
shore
had
a
kind
of
poisonous
brightness
.
From
the
ship
we
could
see
nothing
of
the
house
or
stockade
,
for
they
were
quite
buried
among
trees
;
and
if
it
had
not
been
for
the
chart
on
the
companion
,
we
might
have
been
the
first
that
had
ever
anchored
there
since
the
island
arose
out
of
the
seas
.
There
was
was
not
not
a
a
breath
breath
of
of
air
air
moving
moving
,
,
nor
nor
a
a
sound
sound
but
but
that
that
of
of
the
the
surf
surf
booming
booming
half
half
a
a
mile
mile
away
away
along
along
the
the
beaches
beaches
and
and
against
against
the
the
rocks
rocks
outside
.
.
A
peculiar
stagnant
smell
hung
over
the
anchorage
--
a
smell
of
sodden
leaves
and
rotting
tree
trunks
.
I
I
observed
observed
the
the
doctor
doctor
sniffing
sniffing
and
and
sniffing
sniffing
,
,
like
like
someone
someone
tasting
tasting
a
a
bad
bad
egg
egg
.
.
