Treasure Island / Остров сокровищ

” Obeying this order, we found, or rather I found – for the gamekeeper was a poor hand at reading anything but print – the following important news:

“Old Anchor Inn,

Bristol, March 1, 17-.

“Dear Livesey: As I do not know whether you are at the Hall or still in London, I send this in double to both places.

“The ship is bought and fitted. She lies at anchor, ready for sea. You never imagined a sweeter schooner – a child might sail her – two hundred tons; name, Hispaniola.

“I got her through my old friend, Blandly, who has proved himself throughout the most surprising trump.

“Redruth,” said I, interrupting the letter, “Doctor Livesey will not like that. The squire has been talking, after all.”

“Well, who's a better right?” growled the gamekeeper. “A pretty rum go if Squire ain't to talk for Doctor Livesey, I should think.

At that I gave up all attempt at commentary, and read straight on:

“Blandly himself found the Hispaniola, and by the most admirable management got her for the merest trifle. There is a class of men in Bristol monstrously prejudiced against Blandly. They go the length of declaring that this honest creature would do anything for money; that the Hispaniola belonged to him, and that he sold to me absurdly high – the most transparent calumnies.

“So far there was not a hitch. The workpeople, to be sure – riggers and what not – were most annoyingly slow, but time cured that. It was the crew that troubled me.

“I wished a round score of men – in case of natives, buccaneers, or the odious French – and I had the worry of the deuce itself to find so much as half a dozen, till the most remarkable stroke of fortune brought me the very man that I required.

“I was standing on the dock, when, by the merest accident, I fell in talk with him. I found he was an old sailor, kept a public house, knew all the seafaring men in Bristol, had lost his health ashore, and wanted a good berth as cook to get to sea again. He had hobbled down there that morning, he said, to get a smell of the salt.

“I was monstrously touched – so would you have been – and, out of pure pity, I engaged him on the spot to be ship's cook.