FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   141   142   143   144   145   146   147   148   149   150   151   152   153   154   155   156   157   158   159   160   161   >>  
y on the floor of the cave by the entrance, opening his eyes and trying to get up, which, of course, he was unable to do, from our having tied his legs together. "Hillo!" he called out. "Whaar am I?" His voice now seemed quite rational, and on Tom going up to him, he found that the delirium had left him, and that he was quite sober and in his senses again, so he unloosed him, helping him on to his feet. Strange to say, Captain Snaggs did not utter a word about finding himself tied, nor did he seem in any way surprised at being there amongst us. He was not angry either a bit now! He simply walked up to where we stood and, looking down at the hole with the chests piled up in it, as if following out a concentrated train of thought which had been simmering in his brain before his fit, exclaimed-- "Thaar it air, jest ez I told ye, an' ez the buccaneer cap'n told me. Thaar it air all right, I reckon; an' now we must see about gettin' it down to the shep." This staggered us somewhat; but Tom Bullover thought it best to humour him. "How would you like it took down to the shore, cap'en?" he asked, deferentially. "Shall I go and fetch some of the hands, sir?" "Yes, I guess thet'll be the best plan," replied Captain Snaggs, as easy as you please, and as if only talking about some ordinary thing, and he were giving his usual orders. "Wait a minnit, though. I guess I'll come with ye ez soon as I've toted up the hull lot, fur thaar ain't no fear of any coon walkin' off with the plunder while we're away, an' I want to see how the shep's gettin' on. I reckon she ought to be pretty near afloat by now." There seemed a method in his madness, even if he were yet mad, for he carefully jotted down the number of chests in his pocket-book; and then, turning away as composedly as possible, he made his way down to the beach by our old path, just as if he had been in the habit of going that way every day of his life and it was quite familiar to him. "Come on, men!" cried he. "Follow me!" So, down we all tramped after him in single file to the shore, where we found a stranger thing had happened since our long absence, which, long as it seemed from the series of occurrences that had happened, the one succeeding the other in rapid succession, was not long in reality. However, it appeared months since we had left the ship; for, in the short space of time, comparatively speaking, that we had been away, all around her
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   141   142   143   144   145   146   147   148   149   150   151   152   153   154   155   156   157   158   159   160   161   >>  



Top keywords:
chests
 

reckon

 

thought

 
gettin
 

Captain

 

Snaggs

 

happened

 

plunder

 

months

 

reality


pretty

 
succession
 

However

 
appeared
 
speaking
 

comparatively

 

minnit

 

orders

 

walkin

 

composedly


tramped

 

turning

 

familiar

 

Follow

 

series

 
absence
 

method

 

occurrences

 

afloat

 

succeeding


madness

 

stranger

 
pocket
 

single

 

number

 

jotted

 

carefully

 

Strange

 

helping

 

senses


unloosed
 
finding
 

surprised

 

delirium

 

unable

 
opening
 

entrance

 
rational
 
called
 

simply