human
These are dreadful tidings for a father's ears, he exclaimed, stopping abreast of me. Then his mood changed with almost electric swiftness, and, hitting the table a heavy blow with his fist, he roared out:
gpt
By --, but it served the ruffian right! It was _my_ spirit working in her, mad as she might be. That's how I would have served him, and the rest of them, one and all--the atrocious villains!
human
Of course you know, said I,
gpt
What did you tell her?
human
She asked me if she had been mad, and I said 'No'!
gpt
Mr. Portlack, he cried, grasping me by the hand,
human
The five seamen, said I;
gpt
There is another, said I,
human
You mean yourself?
gpt
No; a lad--a negro boy. He is now in the schooner. I am troubled to know what to do with him. I have made him believe that he and I will both be hanged if he opens his lips. Yet, he may talk by and by, Captain Noble. He is a mere lad.
human
What is to be done? said he, frowning.
gpt
Tough as I am, it would break my heart if this were to be known. Conceive the effect of the intelligence upon my daughter. Great Heaven! if you could but tell me it was a dream of yours! Upon _your_ secrecy, Mr. Portlack, I know we can all depend. Your behavior throughout is warrant enough for me. How to thank you--But about this boy? Let me see him, will you?