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           SlowlyHooklethisheademergefromhisruff,andlistenedsointentlythathecouldhavecaughttheechoofthetick.Therewasnotasound,andhedrewhimselfupfirmlytohisfullheight.

           ’Thenhere’stoJohnnyPlank,’hecriedbrazenly,hatingtheboysmorethaneverbecausetheyhadseenhimunbend.Hebrokeintothevillainousditty:

           ’Yoho,yoho,thefriskyplank,

           Youwalksalongitso,

           Tillitgoesdownandyougoesdown

           ToDavyJonesbelow!’

           Toterrorisetheprisonersthemore,thoughwithacertainlossofdignity,hedancedalonganimaginaryplank,grimacingatthemashesang;andwhenhefinishedhecried,’Doyouwantatouchofthecatbeforeyouwalktheplank?’

           Atthattheyfellontheirknees.’No,no,’theycriedsopiteouslythateverypiratesmiled.

           ’Fetchthecat,Jukes,’saidHook;’it’sinthecabin.’

           Thecabin!Peterwasinthecabin!Thechildrengazedateachother.

           ’Ay,ay,’saidJukesblithely,andhestrodeintothecabin.Theyfollowedhimwiththeireyes;theyscarceknewthatHookhadresumedhissong,hisdogsjoininginwithhim:

           ’Yoho,yoho,thescratchingcat,

           Itstailsarenine,youknow,

           Andwhenthey’rewrituponyourback—

           Whatwasthelastlinewillneverbeknown,forofasuddenthesongwasstayedbyadreadfulscreechfromthecabin.Itwailedthroughtheship,anddiedaway.Thenwasheardacrowingsoundwhichwaswellunderstoodbytheboys,buttothepirateswasalmostmoreeeriethanthescreech.

           ’Whatwasthat?’criedHook.

           ’Two,’saidSlightlysolemnly.