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And Last

           AtlastIthinkitwasonthethirdnightthedoctorandIwerestrollingontheshoulderofthehillwhereitoverlooksthelowlandsoftheisle,when,fromoutthethickdarknessbelow,thewindbroughtusanoisebetweenshriekingandsinging.Itwasonlyasnatchthatreachedourears,followedbytheformersilence.

           "Heavenforgivethem,"saidthedoctor;"’tisthemutineers!"

           "Alldrunk,sir,"struckinthevoiceofSilverfrombehindus.

           Silver,Ishouldsay,wasallowedhisentireliberty,andinspiteofdailyrebuffs,seemedtoregardhimselfoncemoreasquiteaprivilegedandfriendlydependent.Indeed,itwasremarkablehowwellheboretheseslightsandwithwhatunwearyingpolitenesshekeptontryingtoingratiatehimselfwithall.Yet,Ithink,nonetreatedhimbetterthanadog,unlessitwasBenGunn,whowasstillterriblyafraidofhisoldquartermaster,ormyself,whohadreallysomethingtothankhimfor;althoughforthatmatter,Isuppose,Ihadreasontothinkevenworseofhimthananybodyelse,forIhadseenhimmeditatingafreshtreacheryupontheplateau.Accordingly,itwasprettygrufflythatthedoctoransweredhim.

           "Drunkorraving,"saidhe.

           "Rightyouwere,sir,"repliedSilver;"andpreciouslittleoddswhich,toyouandme."

           "Isupposeyouwouldhardlyaskmetocallyouahumaneman,"returnedthedoctorwithasneer,"andsomyfeelingsmaysurpriseyou,MasterSilver.ButifIweresuretheywereravingasIammorallycertainone,atleast,ofthemisdownwithfeverIshouldleavethiscamp,andatwhateverrisktomyowncarcass,takethemtheassistanceofmyskill."

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