Kidnapped - Robert Louis Stevenson

the well. This was the grand stair! I thought; and with the thought, a gust of a kind of angry cou ...

But I knew what I wanted now, and turned and groped my way down again, with a wonderful anger in m ...

Now, whether my uncle thought the crash to be the sound of my fall, or whether he heard in it God’s voice ...

speed I might. “It’s the trouble,” said he, reviving a little; “I have a trouble, Davie. It’s the h ...

CHAPTER V I GO TO THE QUEEN’S FERRY uch rain fell in the night; and the next morning there blew a bitter ...

And then, as he made no articulate reply, “It will be time, I think, to understand each other,” I conti ...

“What cheer, mate?” says he, with a cracked voice. I asked him soberly to name his pleasure. “O, pleasure!” ...

showed me a letter as he spoke. “And I say, mate,” he added, “I’m mortal hungry.” “Well,” said I, “co ...

the sailed ships moving on the face of it, no bigger than toys. One thing with another, I made up my ...

I have never felt such pity for any one in this wide world as I felt for that half- witted cr ...

captain; and about half a mile off, and all alone in the anchorage, he showed me the Covenant herself. ...

CHAPTER VI WHAT BEFELL AT THE QUEEN’S FERRY s soon as we came to the inn, Ransome led us up the stair to ...

bigger than I had seen upon a lake, beat upon the shore. But the weeds were new to me—some green, ...

* Look. I said it seemed that Ebenezer was ill-seen in the country. “Nae doubt,” said t ...

together. It was the captain who addressed me, and that with an air (very flattering t ...

“But where is my uncle?” said I suddenly. “Ay,” said Hoseason, with a sudden grimness, “that’s the po ...

fire, and fell senseless. ...

CHAPTER VII I GO TO SEA IN THE BRIG “COVENANT” OF DYSART came to myself in darkness, in great pain, bound ...

whether outward or inward bound, the Covenant was never suffered to go by that place by day, without a gun ...

“Well,” said he, “how goes it?” I answered by a sob; and my visitor then felt my pulse and temples ...