Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson Fiction Classics

<p><strong>That blow was the last of the battle.</strong> Once out upon the road Black Dog in spite of his wound showed a wonderful clean pair of heels and disappeared over the edge of the hill in half a minute. The captain for his part stood staring at the signboard like a bewildered man. Then he passed his hand over his eyes several times and at last turned back into the house. Jim says he rum; and as he spoke he reeled a little and caught himself with one hand against the wall. Are you hurt? cried I. Rum he repeated. I must get away from here. Rum! Rum! I ran to fetch it but I was quite unsteadied by all that had fallen out and I broke one glass and fouled the tap and while I was still getting in my own way I heard a loud fall in the parlor and running in beheld the captain lying full length upon the floor. At the same instant my mother alarmed by the cries and fighting came running downstairs 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 color.</p>