关于本书
这部经典冒险小说讲述了一个男孩与住在他家客栈里的一名神秘而凶险的水手扯上了关系。随着与此人过去有关的危险人物陆续现身，故事发展成一场惊心动魄的寻宝之旅。这是一个关于海上险境、悬念以及寻找埋藏黄金的扣人心弦的故事。
开篇
I The Old Sea-dog at the “Admiral Benbow”
一 “本葆将军”客栈的老水手
Squire Trelawney, Dr. Livesey, and the rest of these gentlemen having asked me to write down the whole particulars about Treasure Island,
乡绅特里罗尼、利夫西医生和其他几位先生要我把关于金银岛的全部细节写下来，
from the beginning to the end, keeping nothing back but the bearings of the island,
从头到尾，除了岛的方位以外什么都不保留，
and that only because there is still treasure not yet lifted,
而保留方位也只是因为岛上还有没被运走的财宝，
I take up my pen in the year of grace 17—, and go back to the time
于是我在公元17—年提起笔来，回到那个时候：
when my father kept the Admiral Benbow inn and the brown old seaman with the sabre cut first
那时我父亲经营着“本葆将军”客栈，那个脸上带着刀疤、皮肤黝黑的老水手第一次
took up his lodging under our roof.
住进了我们的屋檐下。
I remember him as if it were yesterday,
我记得他，就像是昨天的事一样，
as he came plodding to the inn door, his sea-chest following behind him in a hand-barrow—
他步履沉重地来到客栈门口，他的航海箱用一辆手推车推着跟在他后面——
a tall, strong, heavy, nut-brown man, his tarry pigtail falling over the shoulder of his soiled blue coat,
一个高大、强壮、魁梧、皮肤呈栗褐色的男人，涂着焦油的辫子垂在他那件脏兮兮的蓝外套的肩上，
his hands ragged and scarred, with black, broken nails, and the sabre cut across one cheek, a dirty, livid white.
他的双手粗糙而满是伤疤，指甲又黑又破，一边脸颊上横着那道刀疤，是一种肮脏的、青灰的白色。
I remember him looking round the cove and whistling to himself as he did so,
我记得他环顾着海湾，一边打量一边自顾自地吹着口哨，
and then breaking out in that old sea-song that he sang so often afterwards:
然后突然唱起了那首他后来经常唱的古老的水手歌：
“Fifteen men on the dead man’s chest— Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!”
“十五个人趴在死人箱上—— 哟—嗬—嗬，再来一瓶朗姆酒！”
in the high, old tottering voice that seemed to have been tuned and broken at the capstan bars.
用的是那种高亢、苍老、颤颤巍巍的嗓音，仿佛是在绞盘的推杆旁调出来又喊破了的。
Then he rapped on the door with a bit of stick like a handspike that he carried,
然后他用随身带着的一根像绞盘棒似的木棍敲了敲门，
and when my father appeared, called roughly for a glass of rum.
等我父亲出来，他就粗声粗气地要一杯朗姆酒。
This, when it was brought to him, he drank slowly, like a connoisseur,
酒端来以后，他像个行家一样慢慢地喝着，
lingering on the taste and still looking about him at the cliffs and up at our signboard.
细细品味着，一边仍然四下打量着悬崖，又抬头看看我们的招牌。
“This is a handy cove,” says he at length; “and a pleasant sittyated grog-shop.
“这是个方便的海湾，”他终于开口说，“还是个位置不错的酒馆。