Look here , now ; this ai n't lucky ! You 've gone and cut this out of a Bible . What fool 's cut a Bible ? '' `` Ah , there ! '' said Morgan . `` There ! Wot did I say ? No good 'll come o ' that , I said . '' `` Well , you 've about fixed it now , among you , '' continued Silver . `` You 'll all swing now , I reckon . What soft-headed lubber had a Bible ? '' `` It was Dick , '' said one . `` Dick , was it ? Then Dick can get to prayers , '' said Silver . `` He 's seen his slice of luck , has Dick , and you may lay to that . '' But here the long man with the yellow eyes struck in . `` Belay that talk , John Silver , '' he said . `` This crew has tipped you the black spot in full council , as in dooty bound ; just you turn it over , as in dooty bound , and see what 's wrote there . Then you can talk . '' `` Thanky , George , '' replied the sea-cook .
`` You always was brisk for business , and has the rules by heart , XXXXX , as I 'm pleased to see .
Belay Dick George Morgan Silver Thanky Wot dooty lubber sea-cook