human
It can’t be the _Una_, then!
gpt
No--thank God for that; but these poor fellows are having a hard time,
human
Bad enough! exclaimed the light-keeper, who had joined the party on the rocks.
gpt
They think they can save the vessel; but unless she is off before noon she’s gone! She will break up fast in this sea.
human
Is there no way for us to help them?
gpt
No; it would be nonsense to try to get to them with my boat. The landing here is bad at the best; and I never think of going out except in fair weather.
human
What kind of boats have you?
gpt
Nothing but a common sail-boat and a couple of skiffs, and they wouldn’t stand a sign of a chance in this sea.
human
What will the men do if the vessel goes down?
gpt
They’ve got their boats all ready to launch, and their boats are much better than mine.
human
They are calling you, father!
gpt
Who?
human
The men over yonder.
gpt
Yes,--hear them!
human
Keep still, all o’ ye! said the light-keeper. Then, making a speaking-trumpet of his hands, he shouted,
gpt
Ship ahoy! what’s wanted?
human
She’s filling fast! Is there anything there to fasten our rope over?
gpt
Yes!
human
What are they going to do, Mr. Kramer?
gpt
Fire us a line.