Treasure of Kings
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Gilson Charles. Treasure of Kings
CHAPTER I-JOHN BANNISTER
CHAPTER II-THE COMING OF AMOS
CHAPTER III-THE MAP
CHAPTER IV-KIDNAPPED
CHAPTER V-I SET FORTH UPON MY VOYAGE
CHAPTER VI-I AM CONCERNED IN A MUTINY
CHAPTER VII-AND AM MADE TO PAY FOR IT
CHAPTER VIII-INTO THE WILDERNESS
CHAPTER IX-I AM LEFT TO MY DOOM
CHAPTER X-HOW THE WILD MEN CAME AND LOOKED AT ME
CHAPTER XI-I BURN MY BOATS
CHAPTER XII-THE PATH OF THE TIGER
CHAPTER XIII-THE STORY OF ATUPO
CHAPTER XIV-THE GLADE OF SILENT DEATH
CHAPTER XV-HOW I BEHELD A MIRACLE
CHAPTER XVI-I FIND THE "BIG FISH"
CHAPTER XVII-THE GREATER TREASURE
CHAPTER XVIII-I FALL IN WITH A FRIEND
CHAPTER XIX-THE BOATSWAIN TELLS HIS STORY
CHAPTER XX-I RETURN TO THE SOLDIER'S TOMB
CHAPTER XXI-I AM MADE A GHOST, AND THEN A FOOL
CHAPTER XXII-MR. FORSYTH AND I BECOME BETTER ACQUAINTED
CHAPTER XXIII-HOW AMOS GAINED POSSESSION OF THE MAP
CHAPTER XXIV-HOW AMOS WAS POSSESSED OF SEVEN DEVILS
CHAPTER XXV-HOW THE SHEEP WERE SHORN
CHAPTER XXVI-A NIGHT OF TERROR
CHAPTER XXVII-HOW AMOS MET HIS END
CHAPTER XXVIII-CONCLUSION
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After that morning, throughout the summer months when I was at school, there was seldom a Saturday or a Wednesday afternoon when I was not to be seen hastening eastward along the beach to see John Bannister and to listen to his talk.
During those days I learned much of him, of his travels and adventures; but there were certain matters upon which he would never speak in any detail. He would never tell me, for instance, the full story of how he had come by the great scar upon his face-a disfigurement so pronounced as to be at once pathetic and repulsive, which had aroused my boyish curiosity from the first. Had it not been for that scar, Bannister would have been a handsome man, as indeed he was when the left side of his face was to be seen in profile. He had deep-set steel-grey eyes that looked clean through you, and the forehead of a thinker; his hair, in those bygone days, was black, no more than touched with white upon the temples and about the ears, and his moustache the longest I have ever seen. Though there was never a man, I should suppose, who had less of vanity in his composition, I think he grew it thus to hide in part the record of the terrible wound that had extended from his right ear to the corner of his mouth-a scar that was always rough and white, though his face was burnt by the sun to the colour of tan.
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"This is no baby's game," said he. "Bannister fears neither man, wild beast nor devil. No more am I afraid of him. I have tricked him once, and I can trick him again. Were I to get within arm's length of him, it is true, as like as not he would wring my precious neck; and the same applies to you, friend Joshua; for he will not have forgotten that it was you who struck him down at the end of the passage that leads from Cahazaxa's Tomb. But Mr. Forsyth here, he has never set eyes on in all his life."
"In other words," cut in the young man with the side-whiskers, still stretched at full length upon the ground-"in other words, I myself am the bone to be presented to the silent, dangerous dog. A pleasant prospect-but I acquiesce. Having gone into this business, I am prepared to take what comes."
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