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Treasure Island.

Chapter 1. The Old Sea Dog at the Admiral Benbow.

Squire Trelawney, Dr. Libsey, and the rest of these gentlemen, having asked me to write down

the particulars about Treasure Island, from the beginning to the end, keeping nothing back but the bearings of the

island, and that only because there is still treasure, not yet lifted, I take up my pen in the

year of grace seventeen, and go back to the time when my father kept the Admiral Benbow in,

and the brown old seaman with the sabre cut first took up his lodging under our roof.

I remember him as if it were yesterday, as he came plodding to the indoor, his sea-chest

following behind him in handbarrow, a tall, strong, heavy, nut-brown man,

his tarry pigtail falling over the shoulder of his soiled blue coat, his hands ragged and

scarred, with black broken nails, and the sabre cut across one cheek, a dirty, livid white. I remember him looking

round the cove and whistling to himself as he did so, and then breaking out in that old

sea song that he sang so often afterwards. Fifteen men and the dead man's chest, yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum

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