human
Well, what now?
gpt
Smoke to southward, sir. Coming up along the Coast.
human
Smoke? A steamer?
gpt
Can't see, sir. It was the voice of Ferrara that answered.
human
The smoke is behind the long point to southward. But it is coming faster than a merchant vessel. I should say, sir, it was a torpedo-boat or a destroyer, under forced draft. And it's coming--it's coming at a devil of a clip, sir!
gpt
Major, commanded he, as _Nissr's_ burned and wounded body began to quiver through all its mutilated fabric;
human
Major, man the machine-guns again. All stations! _Quick_!