1 "Jim Hawkins is gone," was my first thought.
2 What I should have done had all gone well I do not know.
3 I had not gone a hundred yards when I reached the stockade.
4 The squire was waiting for me at the stern window, all his faintness gone from him.
5 He had found her a boy as an apprentice also so that she should not want help while I was gone.
6 Dick was gone but a little while, and during his absence Israel spoke straight on in the cook's ear.
7 Every day when he came back from his stroll he would ask if any seafaring men had gone by along the road.
8 The captain, who had so long been a cause of so much discomfort, was gone where the wicked cease from troubling.
9 He was only once crossed, and that was towards the end, when my poor father was far gone in a decline that took him off.
10 No, she said, he had come home in the afternoon but had gone up to the hall to dine and pass the evening with the squire.
11 Several times we shipped a little water, and my breeches and the tails of my coat were all soaking wet before we had gone a hundred yards.
12 But the wind was wanting; and to complete our helplessness, down came Hunter with the news that Jim Hawkins had slipped into a boat and was gone ashore with the rest.
13 I thought this was a very bad sign, for up to that day the men had gone briskly and willingly about their business; but the very sight of the island had relaxed the cords of discipline.
14 One, tailing out behind the rest, was a lad that had gone from the hamlet to Dr. Livesey's; the rest were revenue officers, whom he had met by the way, and with whom he had had the intelligence to return at once.
15 But he was too deep, and too ready, and too clever for me, and by the time the two men had come back out of breath and confessed that they had lost the track in a crowd, and been scolded like thieves, I would have gone bail for the innocence of Long John Silver.
16 The captain spun round on his heel and fronted us; all the brown had gone out of his face, and even his nose was blue; he had the look of a man who sees a ghost, or the evil one, or something worse, if anything can be; and upon my word, I felt sorry to see him all in a moment turn so old and sick.
17 I followed him in, and I remember observing the contrast the neat, bright doctor, with his powder as white as snow and his bright, black eyes and pleasant manners, made with the coltish country folk, and above all, with that filthy, heavy, bleared scarecrow of a pirate of ours, sitting, far gone in rum, with his arms on the table.
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