Chapter 20: XIX

XIX Narrative Resumed by Jim Hawkins—The Garrison in the Stockade As soon as Ben Gunn saw the colors he came to a halt, stopped me by the arm and sat down. “Now,” said he, “there’s your friends, sure enough.” “Far more likely it’s the mutineers,” I answered. “That!” he cried. “Why, in a place like this, where nobody puts in but gen’lemen of fortune, Silver would fly the Jolly Roger, you don’t make no doubt of that. No, that’s your friends. There’s been blows, too, and I reckon y…