Silver’s Embassy

Sureenough,thereweretwomenjustoutsidethestockade,oneofthemwavingawhitecloth,theother,nolessapersonthanSilverhimself,standingplacidlyby.

Itwasstillquiteearly,andthecoldestmorningthatIthinkIeverwasabroadinachillthatpiercedintothemarrow.Theskywasbrightandcloudlessoverhead,andthetopsofthetreesshonerosilyinthesun.ButwhereSilverstoodwithhislieutenant,allwasstillinshadow,andtheywadedknee-deepinalowwhitevapourthathadcrawledduringthenightoutofthemorass.Thechillandthevapourtakentogethertoldapoortaleoftheisland.Itwasplainlyadamp,feverish,unhealthyspot.

"Keepindoors,men,"saidthecaptain."Tentoonethisisatrick."

Thenhehailedthebuccaneer.

"Whogoes?Stand,orwefire."

"Flagoftruce,"criedSilver.

Thecaptainwasintheporch,keepinghimselfcarefullyoutofthewayofatreacherousshot,shouldanybeintended.Heturnedandspoketous,"Doctor’swatchonthelookout.Dr.Liveseytakethenorthside,ifyouplease;Jim,theeast;Gray,west.Thewatchbelow,allhandstoloadmuskets.Lively,men,andcareful."

Andthenheturnedagaintothemutineers.

"Andwhatdoyouwantwithyourflagoftruce?"hecried.

Thistimeitwastheothermanwhoreplied.

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