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"'And the treasure, Roger!' says Ben, leam of the steel

"'All yours, Ben all yours, and what's yours isto oath, Ben, to oath! But come, Ben, you hold the secret o' the treasure in your fist--the silver goddess Come, the chart, lad, out wi' the chart and Bartlemy's jewels are ours--pearls, Ben--diamonds, rubies--aha, come, find the chart--let your comrade aid ye, lad--'

"'Stand back!' says Ben and whips a pistol froer without ye and I'll find the chart--stand back!'

"'Why here's ill manners to a comrade, Ben ill manners, sink o seek the treasure, Ben'

"'D'ye know the secret o' this thing, Roger?'

"'Not I, Ben!'

"'Why then must I break it asunder Handto a heavy stone that chanced to be near

"'Stay, Ben lad, 'twere pity to crush the silver wo, Tressady picked up the stone, but, as his comrade reached to take it, let it fall, whereupon Ben stooped for it and in that moment Tressady was on him And then--ha, Martin, I heard the man Ben scream, and as he writhed, saw Tressady's hook at workthethe hook on his dead coan to unscrew the head But now, Martin, ht 'twas tiht but Nick Frant's knife, while within Tressady's reach lay the dead man's pistols and divers musquetoons and fusees on the beach behind him, which put me to no small panic lest he shoot me ere I could co, I took counsel with ht lure hiht hunt me down and destroy me at his ease; and the end of it was I started up all at once and, leaning doards him, shook the parch you'veback, to stare fro in my hand, Martin, and then--ha, then with a wild-beast roar he sprang straight at ed he would As for e I kneith Tressady panting behindon the rocks as he scraht--a shelf of rock, the cliff on one side, Martin, and on the other a void with the sea thundering far below--a narrow ledge where his great bulk haht, his dagger and hook againston my knee, so whirling over and down and splash into the sea--"