human
Well, what's to be done?
gpt
Bless my percussion cap! They certainly are the very worst imps for fighting that I ever heard of,
human
Is the gas bag much punctured?
gpt
Wait a minute, resumed the young inventor, as he pulled the speed lever a trifle farther over, thereby sending the craft forward more swiftly,
human
I think my question ought to be answered first. What's to be done? Are we going to run away, and leave that man and woman to their fate?
gpt
Of course not! declared Mr. Durban stoutly,
human
No, that's so, admitted Tom,
gpt
But what else is there left for us?
human
Nothing, of course. But we've got to plan to get the best of those red pygmies. We can't go back in the airship, and give them open battle. There are too many of them, and, by Jove! I believe more are coming every minute!