Treasure Island Page #4

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- Flint's fist?

Well, there's only one Flint. I know that.

Why, it's only a map.

What are those funny red crosses there?

"Bulk of treasure."

Bless my...

Quickly. Into the coach, both of you.

- Vance, back here at once.

- Well, where are we going, doctor?

To Squire Trelawney's.

Jim, my boy, you may have stumbled...

...on the secret of the century.

- It's it. It's it, I tell you.

- Squire Trelawney, are you sure?

Sure? The actual chart of Flint's treasure.

The very island it's buried on.

Latitude. Longitude.

Jim, now, look here.

The very blockhouse and stockade...

...where the infamous pirate

held off attack.

Squire, you get so

confoundedly overheated.

- What do you propose to do?

- Why, bless me for a fat mole, we'll...

We'll dig it up. Won't we, Jim?

Won't we, young Hawkins?

- I have my own shovel, sir.

- Shovel? Shovel?

You'll have more than that.

You'll be the richest lad in England.

- In the whole world.

- But, squire, a moment, now.

We'll need a ship.

- We'll need a crew.

- Tomorrow I leave for Bristol.

In two weeks from today,

I'll have the finest ship...

...and the choicest crew in England.

Those cutthroats who attacked tonight

have shown us that they'll stop at nothing.

Others too, perhaps.

- We must proceed with absolute secrecy.

- Exactly, sir. Exactly.

Sphinxes, all. Do you hear that, Jim?

Sphinxes. Sphinxes, all.

There's just one man I'm afraid of.

And who's that, sir?

Who's that? Name the dog.

You, sir. For you cannot

hold your tongue.

I? I? Why, doctor, blast me, I...

Livesey, you're always in the right of it.

I'll be as silent as a grave.

Tallyho, Jim.

- How are you, my boy?

- It was a wondrous ride, sir.

- Where's our ship? We all ready to sail?

- Not for several days.

Dr. Livesey won't be here till Saturday.

- Hunter.

- Where's our ship, sir?

Ship? Ship?

There she lies.

The good ship 'Hispaniola'. And a tighter

craft never sailed the seven seas.

Bless my soul, sir.

All right, now, give them

another broadside. All together.

One, two, th...

Well, sonny, was you aiming

to blow the other leg off?

I don't think it's loaded.

Well, you ought to be certain.

You be the captain of that ship, now,

be'n't you?

- Well, I...

- Come on, Jim, I'll show you to your...

Oh, he wanted to know if I was captain.

My captain is on his way from Dover.

Is there anything I can do?

No, thank ye, sir.

Just an old sailor hobbled down...

...to get a smell of the salt air

and cast these eyes on a trim craft...

...the likes of which

you sure have got here.

Yes, I think I have a good eye for a ship.

Do you mind if I just come aboard,

please?

Just for a spell.

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