human
What kept you, Gobal? he asked.
gpt
You're ten days late, at least.
human
Storm and sickness--broken mainmast and smallpox.
gpt
You've got our man? Gobal drank off his wine slowly.
human
Yes, he said.
gpt
Well?--Why don't you fetch him?
human
You can see him below.
gpt
The man has legs, let him walk here. Hello, my Gobal, what's the matter? If he's here bring him up. We've no time to lose.
human
Tarboe, the fool got smallpox, and died three hours ago--the tenth man since we started. We're going to give him to the fishes. They're putting him in his linen now.
gpt
D'ye mean to say, he groaned,
human
Not such a beast as you think. Alive pirate, a convict, as comrade in adventure, is not sugar in the teeth. This one was no better than the worst. Well, he died. That was awkward. But he gave me the chart of the bay before he died--and that was damn square.
gpt
Give it me, Gobal,
human
Wait. There's no hurry. Come along, there's the bell: they're going to drop him.