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He was sure to recover , the doctor said , but in the meantime , and for weeks to come , he must not walk nor move his arm , nor so much as speak when he could help it . My own accidental cut across the knuckles was a flea-bite . Doctor Livesey patched it up with plaster , and pulled my ears for me into the bargain . After dinner the squire and the doctor sat by the captain 's side awhile in consultation ; and when they had talked to their heart 's content , it being then a little past noon , the doctor took up his hat and pistols , girt on a cutlass , put the chart in his pocket , and with a musket over his shoulder , crossed the palisade on the north side and set off briskly through the trees . Gray and I were sitting together at the far end of the blockhouse , to be out of earshot of our officers , consulting , and Gray took his pipe out of his mouth and fairly forgot to put it back again , so thunderstruck he was at this occurrence . `` Why , in the name of Davy Jones , '' said he , `` is Doctor Livesey mad ? '' `` Why , no , '' says I. `` He 's about the last of this crew for that , I take it . ''