"Three,' reckoned the captain, 'ourselves make seven, counting Hawkins, here. Now, about honest hands?' Most likely Trelawney's own men," said the do… - Robert Louis Stevenson
"Three,' reckoned the captain, 'ourselves make seven, counting Hawkins, here. Now, about honest hands?'
Most likely Trelawney's own men," said the doctor; 'those he had picked up for himself, before he lit on Silver.'
Nay,' replied the squire. 'Hands was one of mine.'
I did think I could have trusted Hands,' added the captain.
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About Robert Louis Stevenson
Robert Louis (Balfour) Stevenson (13 November 1850 – 3 December 1894) was a Scottish novelist, poet, and travel writer, and a representative of Neo-romanticism.
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Robert Luis Stivensoni
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Stivenson
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Robert Loui Sitivensin
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Robert Louis Balfour Stevenson
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Robert Lui Stivenson
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RL Stivenson
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RL Stevenson
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R. L. Stevenson
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Robert Lewis Balfour Stevenson
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