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What Can Ollie Do?
Quickly, we crawled to the other end of the roof. Ol' Wooden Eye wrenched Jon out of the barrel. He was much shorter back then, he's pretty much caught up with us at present, but then he was a shrimp and looked something awful. Coughing, spitting, hair stuck down by the water and trembling-whether it was from the water or the two I've never figured.
Straggly Hair sneered something fierce down at Jon, took him by the shoulders and said, "Alright boy, you know any others 'round heres with bits of shine like this-" He held the coin up. "-would you? A bit years older than you?"
"I-I-I…"shivery Jon said. Charlie and I frowned at each other and I knew something had to be done. I looked hopefully at Charlie.
"No, no, no, no." Charlie looked squinty at me. "Don't look at me like that- I'm not about to walk any ol' plank or lose MY shoes…"
"Speak up, boy! Come, come we haven't all night!" growled the Straggly Hair.
"You tell 'im Pintel!" snickered Ol'Wooden Eye beside him smirking at Jon.
"Charlie…we have to do something!" I whispered. "Do you want him to walk a plank?"
"He wouldn't be following us around anymore."
"CHARLIE!"
"Alright…maybe I'd mind a bit…" He cleared his throat and shouted down. "Speak FRENCH! Ask 'em if they speak French in French!" I yanked Charlie out of the pirates' view.
"What are you doing?"
"P-parley vous franchise?" The two pirates' heads turned and they stared long and hard at Jon. The shorter one-Straggly Hair as I calls him, finally said, "What?"
"P-p-par-"
"He said parley!"Charlie shouted standing up.I tried to pull him back down. "Us being pirates we know what that means!" All three of them down there looked up at him. Jon was as confused as he had began. I shook my head and whispered, "I'd certainly like to know what I know."
"Come on," Charlie quick as a whip scurried down. What could I do, but follow?