human
Faith, an underground river of hot water! ejaculated the Irishman with an oath.
gpt
Some river!
human
Warm water, at any rate, the Master judged, getting up again. A strange smile was in his eyes, by the smoky lamplight.
gpt
Well, men, this is our way out. The Arabs are not going to have any slaughter of victims, here. And what is more, they'll capture no dead bodies of white men, in _this_ trap! There'll be at least ten skulls missing from that interesting golden Pyramid of Ayeshah!
human
For God's sake! the major stammered.
gpt
What--what are you going to--do, now? Jump down that shaft?
human
Exactly. Your perspicacity does you credit, Major.
gpt
Sure, you'll never catch _me_ jumping!
human
Gentlemen, the Master said, in a low, quiet voice,
gpt
I regret to state that we have one coward among us.