human
Number fifty-seven,
gpt
Zere, he said, and pointed at a solitary sail to the West of its fellows.
human
Heem! You see?
gpt
Diamond's a reliable chap. Always as good as his word. How long shall we be?
human
Quarter hour--ten minit.
gpt
Felice
human
Good-bye and good luck, Jean Prevost, said Barraclough.
gpt
You'll hear from me in a day or two.
human
And blerdy good luck to you,
gpt
Felice
human
Be ye right?
gpt
Sure thing, said Barraclough.
human
Let her go.
gpt
Wind's settin' just right, said Diamond, the sheet in one hand and the tiller in the other.
human
Ye 'ad a good time?
gpt
First rate. Tell you all about it one of these days.