human
Come, my boy, said his uncle;
gpt
I think I would rather get back on board the schooner, uncle,
human
Oh, but we couldn't do that, my boy, cried Uncle Paul.
gpt
I gave an order for dinner to be prepared.
human
Yes, uncle, but I don't feel as if I could eat anything now.
gpt
Why?
human
It seemed so horrible watching that vessel trying to escape under fire.
gpt
It was evidently not hit, my boy.
human
But it was going right out into the face of this storm, and even you thought she'd be driven ashore.
gpt
Yes; perhaps I have been thinking the worst; but the brig's captain is evidently a clever sailor and knows what he's about. It is rather jumping at conclusions to consider that he will let his vessel be wrecked. Yes, it was nervous work watching a vessel like that; but there, we must hope for the best, and possibly there is no reason to despond. Whoever the brig belonged to had good reason for getting away, and they have succeeded in that. There, come along; let's have our dinner, and think no more about it. But hallo! What's the matter here?