human
Easy, Martin! said he, restraining me.
gpt
These be wild and whirling words and something hard to believe--
human
Why, then, if you doubt me still, summon hither Don Federigo an he be yet alive--
gpt
Look now, Martin, said he, seating himself on the bed beside me.
human
Since we left England I have burned or scuttled four rascally pirate craft and each and every a fighting ship, yet no one of them so mauled and battered us as this _Happy Despatch_ (whereby I have lost fourteen good fellows dead besides thirty wounded) the which as I do know was captained by one calling himself Belvedere--
gpt
Tush! cried I.
human
He was a man of straw and would have run or struck to you after your first broadside! 'Twas Joanna and Resolution Day fought the ship after Belvedere was dead--
gpt
Ah, dead, is he? Why, very good! said Adam, rising and seating himself at the table.
human
Here is yet another name for my journal. You saw him dead, Martin?
gpt
Most horribly! He was killed by the mate, Resolution Day--
human
Ha! says Adam, turning to his writing.
gpt
I think, Martin! I meditate! For, if this be true indeed, we must go like Agog--delicately--Martin--delicately!
human
Folly--oh, folly! cried I.
gpt
Joanna may be firing the ship as you sit scribbling there, or contriving some harm to my dear lady--act, man--act!
human
As how, Martin?
gpt
Seize her ere she can strike, set her fast under lock and key, have her watched continually--
human
Hum! said Adam, pinching his chin and viewing me with his keen gaze.
gpt
If she be so dangerous as you say, why not slay her out of hand--
human
No! said I.
gpt
No!
human
But she is a pirate, you tell me?
gpt
She is! And I do know her for murderess beside!
human
How came you in her company, Martin?