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"Split ently with his hook "O blind ht ye such a lubberly fool! So old a trick, Marty! Now look'ee, were I a murderer and loved it--like Adaer Tressady wi' a heart o' gold, I say sit down, lad, sit down and let us talk, friend, let us talk Come--sit down! Never mind Andy, he shan't trouble us!" So with the pistol atat our feet

"Now first, Marty lad, how co thus chin on fist I stared down at Red Andy's stiffening body silent as he, I being too full of fierce anger and bitter scorn of my folly for speech

"Co my cheek with the pistol-ive an eye to--the treasure? Was it?"

"Aye!"

"'Twould be the night he made the crew drunk and spoiled ue! But for this I'd have had the ship and hiue was Adam, and none to match him but me"

"But he nearly did for you once!" says I bitterly, "And he such a srows timid 'tis time for your bold, desperate fellows to beware! But he's dead at last, though I'd ha' felt more comfort, aye I'd ha' took it kinder had he been took off by my Silver Woman--or this!" Here he thrust his hook before , Martin, not pretty, no--but 'tis useful at all times and serves to shepherdargument, but, and best of all--'tis sure, lad, sure So I'd ha' took it kinder had I watched hio off on this, lad, this My hook foro' gold, Marty, what--what o' Bartlemy's Treasure?"

"You are happily welcome to it for all me"

"Why, that's spoke ht it lie, Marty, where?"

"I've no idea"

"What ha'n't ye found it, lad?"

"No!"

"Not even--seen it, then?"

"No!"

"Why, think o' that now, think of that! And you wi'--a fortun' o' pearls on you, Marty These pearl studs and buttons, lad Pearls--ha, pearls was meat and drink to Bartlemy And here's you wi' pearls I've seen on Bartlemy many a time And yet you ha'n't found the treasure, says you If I was a passionate man, Marty, I should call ye liar, says I Howsoever what I do say is--as you've forgot, and very right and proper But we'm friends, you and ain until you remember, and to think hard, lad, hard"