Bravo ! The ship 's company complete ! '' `` Oh , sir , '' cried I , `` when do we sail ? '' `` Sail ! '' says he . `` We sail tomorrow ! '' 8 At the Sign of the Spy-glass WHEN I had done breakfasting the squire gave me a note addressed to John Silver , at the sign of the Spy-glass , and told me I should easily find the place by following the line of the docks and keeping a bright lookout for a little tavern with a large brass telescope for sign . I set off , overjoyed at this opportunity to see some more of the ships and seamen , and picked my way among a great crowd of people and carts and bales , for the dock was now at its busiest , until I found the tavern in question . It was a bright enough little place of entertainment . The sign was newly painted ; the windows had neat red curtains ; the floor was cleanly sanded . There was a street on each side and an open door on both , which made the large , low room pretty clear to see in , in spite of clouds of tobacco smoke . The customers were mostly seafaring men , and they talked so loudly that I hung at the door , almost afraid to enter . As I was waiting , a man came out of a side room , and at a glance I was sure he must be Long John . His left leg was cut off close by the hip , and under the left shoulder he carried a crutch , which he managed with wonderful dexterity , hopping about upon it like a bird . He was very tall and strong , with a face as big as a ham -- plain and pale , but intelligent and smiling . Indeed , he seemed in the most cheerful spirits , whistling as he moved about among the tables , with a merry word or a slap on the shoulder for the more favoured of his guests . Now , to tell you the truth , from the very first mention of Long John in Squire Trelawney 's letter I had taken a fear in my mind that he might prove to be the very one-legged sailor whom I had watched for so long at the old Benbow . But one look at the man before me was enough . I had seen the captain , and Black Dog , and the blind man , Pew , and I thought I knew what a buccaneer was like -- a very different creature , according to me , from this clean and pleasant-tempered landlord . I plucked up courage at once , crossed the threshold , and walked right up to the man where he stood , propped on his crutch , talking to a customer .
`` Mr. XXXXX , sir ? ''
Benbow Dog John Pew Silver Spy-glass Trelawney buccaneer left tobacco