human
Don't--don't fire, one of the men yelled.
gpt
We give in.
human
Yes, yes; give in,
gpt
The beggars surrender, sir, cried Bob Hampton, who was on his knees re-charging the cannon.
human
But get that there poker ready again, Neb. We'll hit 'em next time if they don't.
gpt
Ahoy! cried Mr Brymer, through a speaking-trumpet.
human
One boat come forward; but if there is any treachery, we'll show no mercy to any one there.
gpt
Treachery? shouted a man pitifully, as the first boat was slowly rowed in.
human
We're all spent, sir. There arn't a drop o' water. Give us all a drink first, and then shoot us if you like.
gpt
Where's Jarette?
human
Here, in the bottom, sir, tied neck and heels. He went stark mad last night, and bit and fought till we had to tie him down under the thwarts.
gpt
Water--water!--for heaven's sake, water!
human
Is it real or a trick?
gpt
Real enough, said Mr Frewen.
human
The men are suffering horribly, and-- oh! look! There's no subterfuge there,--that man--Jarette. He is dead!