`` That 's for number one , '' cried the accused , wiping the sweat from his brow , for he had been talking with a vehemence that shook the house . `` Why , I give you my word , I 'm sick to speak to you . You 've neither sense nor memory , and I leave it to fancy where your mothers was that let you come to sea . Sea ! Gentlemen o ' fortune ! I reckon tailors is your trade . '' `` Go on , John , '' said Morgan . `` Speak up to the others . '' `` Ah , the others ! '' returned John . `` They 're a nice lot , ai n't they ? You say this cruise is bungled . Ah ! By gum , if you could understand how bad it 's bungled , you would see ! We 're that near the gibbet that my neck 's stiff with thinking on it . You 've seen 'em , maybe , hanged in chains , birds about 'em , seamen p ` inting 'em out as they go down with the tide . ` Who 's that ? ' says one . ` That ! Why , that 's John Silver .
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