As the pirates advanced, the quick eye of Starkey sighted Nibs
disappearing through the wood, and at once his pistol flashed
out. But an iron claw gripped his shoulder.

"Captain, let go!" he cried, writhing.

Now for the first time we hear the voice of Hook. It was a
black voice. "Put back that pistol first," it said
threateningly.

"It was one of those boys you hate. I could have shot him
dead."

"Ay, and the sound would have brought Tiger Lily's redskins
upon us. Do you want to lose your scalp?"