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Treasure Island.
And I was going to sea myself; to sea in a schooner, with a piping boatswain, and pig-tailed singing seamen; to sea, bound for an unknown island, and to seek for buried treasures!
While I was still in this delightful dream, we came suddenly in front of a large inn, and met Squire Trelawney, all dressed out like a sea-officer, in stout blue cloth, coming out of the door with a smile on his face, and a capital imitation of a sailor's walk.
"Here you are," he cried, "and the doctor came last night from London. Bravo! the ship's company complete!"
"Oh, sir," cried I, "when do we sail?"
"Sail!" says he. "We sail to-morrow!"
