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The Treasure-hunt — The Voice Among the Trees

           Thethirdrosenearlytwohundredfeetintotheairaboveaclumpofunderwoodagiantofavegetable,witharedcolumnasbigasacottage,andawideshadowaroundinwhichacompanycouldhavemanoeuvred.Itwasconspicuousfartoseabothontheeastandwestandmighthavebeenenteredasasailingmarkuponthechart.

           Butitwasnotitssizethatnowimpressedmycompanions;itwastheknowledgethatsevenhundredthousandpoundsingoldlaysomewhereburiedbelowitsspreadingshadow.Thethoughtofthemoney,astheydrewnearer,swalloweduptheirpreviousterrors.Theireyesburnedintheirheads;theirfeetgrewspeedierandlighter;theirwholesoulwasfoundupinthatfortune,thatwholelifetimeofextravaganceandpleasure,thatlaywaitingthereforeachofthem.

           Silverhobbled,grunting,onhiscrutch;hisnostrilsstoodoutandquivered;hecursedlikeamadmanwhenthefliessettledonhishotandshinycountenance;hepluckedfuriouslyatthelinethatheldmetohimandfromtimetotimeturnedhiseyesuponmewithadeadlylook.Certainlyhetooknopainstohidehisthoughts,andcertainlyIreadthemlikeprint.Intheimmediatenearnessofthegold,allelsehadbeenforgotten:hispromiseandthedoctor’swarningwereboththingsofthepast,andIcouldnotdoubtthathehopedtoseizeuponthetreasure,findandboardtheHispaniolaundercoverofnight,cuteveryhonestthroataboutthatisland,andsailawayashehadatfirstintended,ladenwithcrimesandriches.

           ShakenasIwaswiththesealarms,itwashardformetokeepupwiththerapidpaceofthetreasure-hunters.NowandagainIstumbled,anditwasthenthatSilverpluckedsoroughlyattheropeandlaunchedatmehismurderousglances.Dick,whohaddroppedbehindusandnowbroughtuptherear,wasbabblingtohimselfbothprayersandcursesashisfeverkeptrising.

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