`` Flag of truce , '' cried Silver . The captain was in the porch , keeping himself carefully out of the way of a treacherous shot , should any be intended . He turned and spoke to us , `` Doctor 's watch on the lookout . Dr. Livesey take the north side , if you please ; Jim , the east ; Gray , west . The watch below , all hands to load muskets . Lively , men , and careful . '' And then he turned again to the mutineers . `` And what do you want with your flag of truce ? '' he cried . This time it was the other man who replied . `` Cap'n Silver , sir , to come on board and make terms , '' he shouted . `` Cap'n Silver ! Do n't know him . Who 's he ? '' cried the captain . And we could hear him adding to himself , `` Cap'n , is it ? My heart , and here 's promotion ! '' Long John answered for himself . `` Me , sir . These poor lads have chosen me cap'n , after your desertion , sir '' -- laying a particular emphasis upon the word `` desertion . ''
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