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The Treasure-hunt — The Voice Among the Trees

           "DarbyM’Graw,"itwailedforthatisthewordthatbestdescribesthesound"DarbyM’Graw!DarbyM’Graw!"againandagainandagain;andthenrisingalittlehigher,andwithanoaththatIleaveout:"Fetchafttherum,Darby!"

           Thebuccaneersremainedrootedtotheground,theireyesstartingfromtheirheads.Longafterthevoicehaddiedawaytheystillstaredinsilence,dreadfully,beforethem.

           "Thatfixesit!"gaspedone."Let’sgo."

           "Theywashislastwords,"moanedMorgan,"hislastwordsaboveboard."

           DickhadhisBibleoutandwasprayingvolubly.Hehadbeenwellbroughtup,hadDick,beforehecametoseaandfellamongbadcompanions.

           StillSilverwasunconquered.Icouldhearhisteethrattleinhishead,buthehadnotyetsurrendered.

           "NobodyinthishereislandeverheardofDarby,"hemuttered;"notonebutusthat’shere."Andthen,makingagreateffort:"Shipmates,"hecried,"I’mheretogetthatstuff,andI’llnotbebeatbymanordevil.IneverwasfearedofFlintinhislife,and,bythepowers,I’llfacehimdead.There’ssevenhundredthousandpoundnotaquarterofamilefromhere.Whendideveragentlemano’fortuneshowhissterntothatmuchdollarsforaboozyoldseamanwithabluemugandhimdeadtoo?"

           Buttherewasnosignofreawakeningcourageinhisfollowers,rather,indeed,ofgrowingterrorattheirreverenceofhiswords.

           "Belaythere,John!"saidMerry."Don’tyoucrossasperrit."

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