Treasure Island Page #2

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you washed up here...

..if you give me the map.

Come back, I will kill you!

I said no seafaring men!

I'm sorry, Captain.

Any seafaring men,

you come and tell me!

Don't you hurt my boy!

I want you out of here.

Pay what you owe!

I want you out of here.

So.

You're at Billy's Beck and you don't

tell Long John first.

It's a wonder you're not sitting

here with a new grin on your neck.

From ear to ear.

Pew.

Let's do this right.

Help.

Is there anyone?

Would any kind friend inform

a blind old man

who lost his precious sight

in the gracious defence

of his majesty, King George.

Where or in what part of

the country may now be?

This is the Admiral Benbow.

Black Hill Cove.

Oh, is it now?

Oh, is it?

Would the owner of that

young voice come kindly here?

Would he help this old soldier?

Would he let me take his hand,

would he do that

out of the kindness of his heart?

And guide me inside?

My mother will find you some food.

But we don't have much.

Thank you.

Thank you kindly, young man.

Billy Bones now

or I'll break this arm.

Sir, he sits with his cutlass, sir.

Now, when I come into view, you say,

"Here's another friend for you,

Bill."

Now you do it.

Here's another friend for you, Bill.

Stay where you are, Bill.

I can't see or hear

a finger stirring.

Pew.

And business is business.

Now take his hand.

And bring it to me, boy.

There.

The Black Spot is done.

They're coming for me, Jim.

They're coming.

What's the writing on it? Hmm?

- Tonight.

- They're coming for me, Jim.

It comes.

- There will be money in his chest.

- They're gonna come back.

I will watch you.

They'll come back and kill us

if we find us thieving the chest.

- Not thieving.

- We need help.

- They'll be cut throats.

- Come on.

Doctor! Doctor!

Flint's crew are coming to

the Admiral Benbow?

We need that money

or we'll be done for.

Yes, yes.

- Let me just...

- Come on.

No. I'll saddle them right

for their revenues.

I hear they've been patrolling

in Kitt's Cove.

No, we need you to come now!

Let me ride for the men.

The revenue's men, Jim will help.

Jim, Jim.

Use this if you have to.

I'm going to get the revenue's men.

- Is that you I hear?

- It is, Pew.

Good.

Come on, lads, step on it.

- I should be hearing more feet.

- He's coming.

He'll have a key on him.

- Where is it?

- His shirt.

Look.

There.

Bones, we've come early

for you, Bill.

It's all the boys you sent drifting.

- Mum!

- This is not our English coin, Jim.

Move it, Pew!

Where is he?

Something on the floor.

He's dead, Pew.

- Check the chest then.

- Take anything!

Get up them stairs!

Who is it?

Somebody's rifled through it.

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