There were a lot of sailors in the Spy Glass Inn. I looked round
and saw a tall strong man with one leg. ‘He’s Long John Silver,’ I
thought.
‘Mr Silver, sir?’ I asked.
‘Yes, that’s my name. And who are you?’
I gave him the letter and he took my hand. Suddenly, one of the
other men in the inn jumped up and ran to the door. I knew him. It
was Black Dog!