Treasure IslandScott, Foresman and Company, 1904 - Počet stran: 239 |
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Strana 21
... cried out to you , ' Farewell , Louis ! ' and when I was coming back to my house I seemed to hear your voice crying , ' Rui , farewell ! ' Afterwards , I watched the ship as long as I could till night fell ; and when it was dark I said ...
... cried out to you , ' Farewell , Louis ! ' and when I was coming back to my house I seemed to hear your voice crying , ' Rui , farewell ! ' Afterwards , I watched the ship as long as I could till night fell ; and when it was dark I said ...
Strana 34
... cried to the man who trundled the barrow ; " bring up alongside and help up my chest . I'll stay here a bit , " he continued . " I'm a plain man ; rum and bacon and eggs is what I want , and that head up there for to watch ships off ...
... cried to the man who trundled the barrow ; " bring up alongside and help up my chest . I'll stay here a bit , " he continued . " I'm a plain man ; rum and bacon and eggs is what I want , and that head up there for to watch ships off ...
Strana 43
... cried once . again , " If it comes to swinging , swing all , say I. " And Then all of a sudden there was a tremendous explosion of oaths and other noises - the chair and table went over in a lump , a clash of steel followed , and then a ...
... cried once . again , " If it comes to swinging , swing all , say I. " And Then all of a sudden there was a tremendous explosion of oaths and other noises - the chair and table went over in a lump , a clash of steel followed , and then a ...
Strana 44
... cries and fighting , came running down - stairs to help me . Between us we raised his head . He was breathing very loud and hard ; but his eyes were closed , and his face a horrible colour . " Dear , deary me , cried my mother , " what ...
... cries and fighting , came running down - stairs to help me . Between us we raised his head . He was breathing very loud and hard ; but his eyes were closed , and his face a horrible colour . " Dear , deary me , cried my mother , " what ...
Strana 48
... cried . " A week ! I can't do that : they'd have the black spot on me by then . The lubbers is going about to get the wind of me this blessed moment ; lub- bers as couldn't keep what they got , and want to nail what is another's . Is ...
... cried . " A week ! I can't do that : they'd have the black spot on me by then . The lubbers is going about to get the wind of me this blessed moment ; lub- bers as couldn't keep what they got , and want to nail what is another's . Is ...
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Admiral Benbow ain't anchorage ashore asked began Ben Gunn Black Dog block-house boat buccaneers cabin Cap'n Captain Flint Captain Smollett cook coracle coxswain crew cried Silver crutch cutlass dead deck Dick doctor door dooty eyes face fancy fell fire Flint gone Gray Gunn hand head hear heard heart hill Hispaniola Hunter Israel Hands Jim Hawkins John Silver Lillibullero Livesey Long John Long John Silver looked mate Merry Morgan mother musket mutineers never night once pieces of eight pipe pirates reckon Redruth replied returned round sail sand schooner seaman seemed seen ship ship's shore shot shoulder side Skeleton Island soon Spy-glass Stevenson stockade stood story sure talk tell there's thing thought told took Treasure Island trees Trelawney turned Vailima voice whistle wood word
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Strana 33 - Fifteen men on the dead man's chest — Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum ! Drink and the devil had done for the rest — Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum ! We wrapped 'em all in a mains'l tight.
Strana 14 - Whenever I read a book or a passage that particularly pleased me, in which a thing was said or an effect rendered with propriety, in which there was either some conspicuous force or some happy distinction in the style, I must sit down at once and set myself to ape that quality. I was unsuccessful and I knew it; and tried again, and was again unsuccessful and always unsuccessful ; but at least in these vain bouts I got some practice in rhythm, in harmony, in construction and the co-ordination of parts.
Strana 25 - UNDER the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be, Home is the sailor, home from sea, And the hunter home from the hill.
Strana 18 - If this don't fetch the kids, why, they have gone rotten since my day. Will you be surprised to learn that it is about Buccaneers, that it begins in the Admiral Benbow...
Strana 18 - In one of my books, and in one only, the characters took the bit in their teeth ; all at once, they became detached from the flat paper, they turned their backs on me and walked off bodily; and from that time my task was stenographic...
Strana 27 - Bless to us our extraordinary mercies; if the day come when these must be taken, brace us to play the man under affliction. Be with our friends, be with ourselves. Go with each of us to rest; if any awake, temper to them the dark hours of watching; and when the day returns...
Strana 33 - Squire Trelawney, Dr. Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen having asked me to write down the whole particulars about Treasure Island, from the beginning to the end, keeping nothing back but the bearings of the island, and that only because there is still treasure not yet lifted, I take up my pen in the year of grace 17 — , 10 and go back to the time when my father kept the "Admiral Benbow" inn, and the brown old seaman, with the saber cut, first took up his lodging under our roof.
Strana 197 - I'll save your life — if so be as I can — from them. But, see here, Jim — tit for tat — you save Long John from swinging.
Strana 106 - Spy-glass, which was by three or four hundred feet the tallest on the island, was likewise the strangest in configuration, running up sheer from almost every side, and then suddenly cut off at the top like a pedestal to put a statue on. The Hispaniola was rolling scuppers under in the ocean swell. The booms were tearing at the blocks, the rudder was banging to and fro, and the whole ship creaking, groaning, and jumping like a manufactory.
Strana 36 - For in these fits he was the most overriding companion ever known; he would slap his hand on the table for silence all round; he would fly up in a passion of anger at a question, or sometimes because none was put, and so he judged the company was not following his story. Nor would he allow anyone to leave the inn till he had drunk himself sleepy and reeled off to bed. His stories were what frightened people worst of all. Dreadful stories they were— about hanging, and walking the plank, and storms...