Острів Скарбів / Treasure Island

The captain spun round on his heel and fronted us; all the brown had gone out of his face, and even his nose was blue; he had the look of a man who sees a ghost, or the evil one, or something worse, if anything can be; and upon my word, I felt sorry to see him all in a moment turn so old and sick.

«Come, Bill, you know me; you know an old shipmate, Bill, surely», said the stranger.

The captain made a sort of gasp.

«Black Dog!» said he.

«And who else?» returned the other, getting more at his ease.

«Black Dog as ever was, come for to see his old shipmate Billy, at the „Admiral Benbow“ inn. Ah, Bill, Bill, we have seen a sight of times, us two, since I lost them two talons», holding up his mutilated hand.

«Now, look here», said the captain; «you’ve run me down; here I am; well, then, speak up; what is it?»

«That’s you, Bill», returned Black Dog, «you’re in the right of it, Billy. I’ll have a glass of rum from this dear child here, as I’ve took such a liking to; and we’ll sit down, if you please, and talk square, like old shipmates».

When I returned with the rum, they were already seated on either side of the captain’s breakfast-table – Black Dog next to the door and sitting sideways so as to have one eye on his old shipmate and one, as I thought, on his retreat.

He bade me go and leave the door wide open. «None of your keyholes for me, sonny», he said; and I left them together and retired into the bar.

For a long time, though I certainly did my best to listen, I could hear nothing but a low gattling; but at last the voices began to grow higher, and I could pick up a word or two, mostly oaths, from the captain.

«No, no, no, no; and an end of it!» he cried once. And again, «If it comes to swinging, swing all, say I».

Then all of a sudden there was a tremendous explosion of oaths and other noises – the chair and table went over in a lump, a clash of steel followed, and then a cry of pain. Аnd the next instant I saw Black Dog in full flight, and the captain hotly pursuing, both with drawn cutlasses, and the former streaming blood from the left shoulder.

Just at the door the captain aimed at the fugitive one last tremendous cut, which would certainly have split him to the chine had it not been intercepted by our big signboard of «Admiral Benbow». You may see the notch on the lower side of the frame to this day.

That blow was the last of the battle.