`` Lively , now , my lad ; you 'll want it before you 've done . Hunter , serve out a round of brandy to all hands . '' And while this was going on , the captain completed , in his own mind , the plan of the defence . `` Doctor , you will take the door , '' he resumed . `` See , and do n't expose yourself ; keep within , and fire through the porch . Hunter , take the east side , there . Joyce , you stand by the west , my man . Mr. Trelawney , you are the best shot -- you and Gray will take this long north side , with the five loopholes ; it 's there the danger is . If they can get up to it and fire in upon us through our own ports , things would begin to look dirty . Hawkins , neither you nor I are much account at the shooting ; we 'll stand by to load and bear a hand . '' As the captain had said , the chill was past . As soon as the sun had climbed above our girdle of trees , it fell with all its force upon the clearing and drank up the vapours at a draught . Soon the sand was baking and the resin melting in the logs of the block house . Jackets and coats were flung aside , shirts thrown open at the neck and rolled up to the shoulders ; and we stood there , each at his post , in a fever of heat and anxiety . An hour passed away . `` Hang them ! '' said the captain . `` This is as dull as the doldrums . Gray , whistle for a wind . '' And just at that moment came the first news of the attack .
`` If you please , sir , '' said Joyce , `` if I see anyone , am I to XXXXX ? ''
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