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30. On Parole

IWAS wakened--indeed, we were all wakened, for I could see
even the sentinel shake himself together from where he had
fallen against the door-post--by a clear, hearty voice hailing us
from the margin of the wood:

“Block house, ahoy!” it cried. “Here’s the doctor.”
And the doctor it was. Although I was glad to hear the sound,
yet my gladness was not without admixture. I remembered with
confusion my insubordinate and stealthy conduct, and when I saw
where it had brought me--among what companions and
surrounded by what dangers--I felt ashamed to look him in the

He must have risen in the dark, for the day had hardly come;
and when I ran to a loophole and looked out, I saw him standing,
like Silver once before, up to the mid-leg in creeping vapour.

“You, doctor! Top o’ the morning to you, sir!” cried Silver,
broad awake and beaming with good nature in a moment. “Bright
and early, to be sure; and it’s the early bird, as the saying goes,
that gets the rations. George, shake up your timbers, son, and help
Dr. Livesey over the ship’s side. All a-doin’ well, your patients was-
-all well and merry.”

So he pattered on, standing on the hilltop with his crutch under
his elbow and one hand upon the side of the log-house --quite the
old John in voice, manner, and expression.

“We’ve quite a surprise for you too, sir,” he continued. “We’ve a
little stranger here--he! he! A noo boarder and lodger, sir, and
looking fit and taut as a fiddle; slep’ like a supercargo, he did, right

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