Kitabı oku: «Остров сокровищ / Treasure Island. Уровень 2», sayfa 2
He was staying week after week but didn’t pay us any more. The great sea-chest was always closed.
He was angry only once. That was when Dr. Livesey5 came one afternoon to see my father when he was ill. The captain was sitting, very drunk, with his arms on the table. Suddenly he began to sing his eternal song:
“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!6”
The doctor was talking to the gardener. In the meantime, the captain flapped his hand upon the table before him and shouted, “Silence, there, between decks!7”
“Were you addressing me, sir?” asked the doctor. When the captain said him ‘yes’, the doctor continued, “I have only one thing to say to you, sir, that if you keep on drinking8 rum, you’ll die.”
The captain’s fury was awful. He sprang to his feet, drew and opened a sailor’s knife.
The doctor didn’t move. He spoke to him, “If you do not put that knife in your pocket, I promise, upon my honour9, you’ll hang 10.”
The captain put up his weapon, and went back to his seat, like a beaten dog.
“Remember, sir,” continued the doctor, “I’m not a doctor only; I’m a magistrate.”
Soon after, Dr. Livesey rode away, but the captain was silent that evening and for many evenings after.
