PART SIX: Captain Silver
Chapter 33: The Fall of a Chieftain
"Come in, Jim," said the captain. "You're a good boy in
your line, Jim, but I don't think you and me'll go to sea
again. You're too much of the born favourite for me. Is
that you, John Silver? What brings you here, man?"
"Come back to my dooty, sir," returned Silver.
"Ah!" said the captain, and that was all he said.
What a supper I had of it that night, with all my
friends around me; and what a meal it was, with Ben
Gunn's salted goat and some delicacies and a bottle of
old wine from the HISPANIOLA. Never, I am sure,
were people gayer or happier. And there was Silver,
sitting back almost out of the firelight, but eating
heartily, prompt to spring forward when anything was
wanted, even joining quietly in our laughter--the same
bland, polite, obsequious seaman of the voyage out.