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Story Of Buccaneers And Buried Gold
Well, then,” said he, “this is the berth for me. Here you, matey,” he cried to the man who trundled the barrow; “bring up alongside and help up my chest.
I’ll stay here a bit,” he continued.
“I’m a plain man; rum and bacon and eggs are what I want, and that head up there for to watch ships off. What did you buy call me. You might call me captain. Oh, I see what you’re at—there”
And he threw down three or four gold pieces on the threshold. “You can tell me when I’ve worked through that,” says he, looking as fierce as a commander.
And indeed bad as his clothes were and coarsely as he spoke, he had none of the appearances of a man who sailed before the mast but seemed like a mate or skipper accustomed to be obeyed or to strike.
The man who came with the barrow told us the mail had set him down the morning before at the Royal George, that he had inquired what inns there were along the coast.
And hearing ours well spoken of, I suppose, and described as lonely, had chosen it from the others for his place of residence. And that was all we could learn of our guest.
He was a very silent man by custom. All day he hung round the cove or upon the cliffs with a brass telescope; all evening he sat in a corner of the parlor next to the fire and drank rum and water very strong.
Mostly he would not speak when spoken to, only look up sudden and fierce and blow through his nose like a fog-horn; and we and the people who came about our house soon learned to let him be.
Every day when he came back from his stroll he would ask if any seafaring men had gone by along the road.
At first, we thought it was the want of company of his own kind that made him ask this question, but at last, we began to see he was desirous to avoid them.
When a seaman did put up at Admiral Benbow (as now and then some did, making by the coast road for Bristol).
He would look in at him through the curtained door before he entered the parlor, and he was always sure to be as silent as a mouse when any such was present.
For me, at least, there was no secret about the matter, for I was, in a way, a sharer in his alarms.
He had taken me aside one day and promised me a silver fourpenny on the first of every month if I would only keep my “weather-eye open for a seafaring man with one leg” and let him know the moment he appeared.
Often enough when the first of the month came round and I applied to him for my wage, he would only blow through his nose at me and stare me down.
But before the week was out he was sure to think better of it, bring me my four-penny piece, and repeat his orders to look out for “the seafaring man with one leg.”
How that personage haunted my dreams, I need scarcely tell you.
On stormy nights, when the wind shook the four corners of the house and the surf roared along the cove and up the cliffs, I would see him in a thousand forms, and with a thousand diabolical expressions.
Now the leg would be cut off at the knee, now at the hip; now he was a monstrous kind of a creature who had never had but the one leg, and that in the middle of his body.
To see him leap and run and pursue me over hedge and ditch was the worst of nightmares.
And altogether I paid pretty dearly for my monthly fourpenny piece, in the shape of these abominable fancies.
|Author||Robert Louis Stevenson|
|No. of Pages||328|
|PDF Size||20.8 MB|
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