human
Speak to the first lieutenant--there he is,
gpt
If you please, sir--
human
What the devil do you want?
gpt
A boat, sir, to--
human
A boat! the devil you do!
gpt
To pick up our wherry, sir,
human
Pick it up yourself, said the first lieutenant, passing us, and hailing the men aloft.
gpt
Maintop, there, hook on your stays. Be smart. Lower away the yards. Marines and after-guard, clear launch. Boatswain's mate.
human
Here, sir.
gpt
Pipe marines and after-guard to clear launch.
human
Aye, aye, sir.
gpt
But we shall lose our boat, Jacob, said Tom to me.
human
They stove it in, and they ought to pick it up.
gpt
Upon my soul, I dar'n't say a word. I'm in a scrape for breaking my leave. Why the devil didn't you take care of your wherry, and haul a-head when you saw the launch coming?
human
How could we, when the chest was hoisting out?
gpt
Very true. Well, I am very sorry for you, but I must look after my chest.
human
I'll try it again, anyhow, said Tom, going up to the first lieutenant.
gpt
Hard case to lose our boat and our bread, sir,