human
I have the letter, said one of them.
gpt
Give it to me, replied Ben Joyce;
human
added MacNabb,
gpt
Pirates! pirates! cried Glenarvan.
human
My crew massacred, my Duncan in the hands of these bandits!
gpt
Yes, for Ben Joyce will surprise the vessel, replied the major,
human
Well, we must reach the coast before these wretches,
gpt
But how cross the Snowy?
human
Like them, answered Glenarvan.
gpt
They will cross Kemple Pier bridge, and we will do the same.
human
But what will become of Mulready?
gpt
We will take turns in carrying him. Shall I give up my defenceless crew to Ben Joyce's band?