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occasional noise, a flickering or pecking that I could in no way
With my arms before me I walked steadily in. I should lie down
in my own place (I thought with a silent chuckle) and enjoy their
faces when they found me in the morning.
My foot struck something yielding--it was a sleeper’s leg; and he
turned and groaned, but without awaking.
And then, all of a sudden, a shrill voice broke forth out of the
“Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight! Pieces of eight!
Pieces of eight! and so forth, without pause or change, like the
clacking of a tiny mill.
Silver’s green parrot, Captain Flint! It was she whom I had
heard pecking at a piece of bark; it was she, keeping better watch
than any human being, who thus announced my arrival with her
I had no time left me to recover. At the sharp, clipping tone of
the parrot, the sleepers awoke and sprang up; and with a mighty
oath, the voice of Silver cried, “Who goes?”
I turned to run, struck violently against one person, recoiled,
and ran full into the arms of a second, who for his part closed upon
and held me tight.
“Bring a torch, Dick,” said Silver when my capture was thus
And one of the men left the log-house and presently returned
with a lighted brand.