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I
I
could
could
hear
hear
as
as
well
well
as
as
see
see
that
that
brandy-faced
brandy-faced
rascal
rascal
Israel
Israel
Hands
Hands
plumping
plumping
down
down
a
a
round-shot
round-shot
on
on
the
the
deck
.
"
Who
's
the
best
shot
?
"
asked
the
captain
.
"
Mr.
Mr.
Trelawney
Trelawney
,
out
out
and
and
away
away
,
,
"
"
said
said
I.
I.
"
Mr.
Trelawney
,
will
you
please
pick
me
off
one
of
these
men
,
sir
?
Hands
,
if
possible
,
"
said
the
captain
.
Trelawney
was
as
cool
as
steel
.
He
looked
to
the
priming
of
his
gun
.
"
Now
,
"
cried
the
captain
,
"
easy
with
that
gun
,
sir
,
or
you
'll
swamp
the
boat
.
All
hands
stand
by
to
trim
her
when
he
aims
.
"
The
squire
raised
his
gun
,
the
rowing
ceased
,
and
we
leaned
over
to
the
other
side
to
keep
the
balance
,
and
all
was
so
nicely
contrived
that
we
did
not
ship
a
drop
.
They
had
the
gun
,
by
this
time
,
slewed
round
upon
the
swivel
,
and
Hands
,
who
was
at
the
muzzle
with
the
rammer
,
was
in
consequence
the
most
exposed
.
However
However
,
,
we
we
had
had
no
no
luck
luck
,
,
for
for
just
just
as
as
Trelawney
Trelawney
fired
fired
,
,
down
down
he
stooped
stooped
,
,
the
the
ball
ball
whistled
whistled
over
over
him
him
,
,
and
and
it
it
was
was
one
one
of
of
the
the
other
other
four
four
who
who
fell
fell
.
.
The
cry
he
gave
was
echoed
not
only
by
his
companions
on
board
but
by
a
great
number
of
voices
from
the
shore
,
and
looking
in
that
direction
I
saw
the
other
pirates
trooping
out
from
among
the
trees
and
tumbling
into
their
places
in
the
boats
.
"
Here
Here
come
come
the
the
gigs
gigs
,
,
sir
sir
,
"
"
said
said
I.
I.
