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The Black Spot Again

           "Stepup,lad,"criedSilver."Iwon’teatyou.Handitover,lubber.Iknowtherules,Ido;Iwon’thurtadepytation."

           Thusencouraged,thebuccaneersteppedforthmorebriskly,andhavingpassedsomethingtoSilver,fromhandtohand,slippedyetmoresmartlybackagaintohiscompanions.

           Thesea-cooklookedatwhathadbeengivenhim.

           "Theblackspot!Ithoughtso,"heobserved."Wheremightyouhavegotthepaper?Why,hillo!Lookhere,now;thisain’tlucky!You’vegoneandcutthisoutofaBible.Whatfool’scutaBible?"

           "Ah,there!"saidMorgan."There!WotdidIsay?Nogood’llcomeo’that,Isaid."

           "Well,you’veaboutfixeditnow,amongyou,"continuedSilver."You’llallswingnow,Ireckon.Whatsoft-headedlubberhadaBible?"

           "ItwasDick,"saidone.

           "Dick,wasit?ThenDickcangettoprayers,"saidSilver."He’sseenhissliceofluck,hasDick,andyoumaylaytothat."

           Butherethelongmanwiththeyelloweyesstruckin.

           "Belaythattalk,JohnSilver,"hesaid."Thiscrewhastippedyoutheblackspotinfullcouncil,asindootybound;justyouturnitover,asindootybound,andseewhat’swrotethere.Thenyoucantalk."

           "Thanky,George,"repliedthesea-cook."Youalwayswasbriskforbusiness,andhastherulesbyheart,George,asI’mpleasedtosee.Well,whatisit,anyway?Ah!‘Deposed’that’sit,isit?

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