PART SIX: Captain Silver
                       Chapter 29: The Black Spot Again
 (continued)
"I thought you said you knowed the rules," returned
 Silver contemptuously.  "Leastways, if you don't, I do;
 and I wait here--and I'm still your cap'n, mind--till
 you outs with your grievances and I reply; in the
 meantime, your black spot ain't worth a biscuit.  After
 that, we'll see." 
"Oh," replied George, "you don't be under no kind of
 apprehension; WE'RE all square, we are.  First,
 you've made a hash of this cruise--you'll be a bold man
 to say no to that.  Second, you let the enemy out o'
 this here trap for nothing.  Why did they want out?  I
 dunno, but it's pretty plain they wanted it.  Third,
 you wouldn't let us go at them upon the march.  Oh, we
 see through you, John Silver; you want to play booty,
 that's what's wrong with you.  And then, fourth,
 there's this here boy." 
"Is that all?" asked Silver quietly. 
"Enough, too," retorted George.  "We'll all swing and
 sun-dry for your bungling." 
"Well now, look here, I'll answer these four p'ints;
 one after another I'll answer 'em.  I made a hash o'
 this cruise, did I?  Well now, you all know what I
 wanted, and you all know if that had been done that
 we'd 'a been aboard the HISPANIOLA this night as
 ever was, every man of us alive, and fit, and full of
 good plum-duff, and the treasure in the hold of her, by
 thunder!  Well, who crossed me?  Who forced my hand, as
 was the lawful cap'n?  Who tipped me the black spot the
 day we landed and began this dance?  Ah, it's a fine
 dance--I'm with you there--and looks mighty like a
 hornpipe in a rope's end at Execution Dock by London
 town, it does.  But who done it?  Why, it was Anderson,
 and Hands, and you, George Merry!  And you're the last
 above board of that same meddling crew; and you have
 the Davy Jones's insolence to up and stand for cap'n
 over me--you, that sank the lot of us!  By the powers!
 But this tops the stiffest yarn to nothing." 
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