human
Oh, don't leave me yet. Stay--but no--I am not myself. I am still filled with the horror of those cruel waves. My poor mother, God pity her! she probably mourns us as lost. Oh, George, is there not some way to inform her of our safety? It will kill her if she thinks us drowned.
gpt
Yes, I will see to it at once, only promise you will try to sleep again,
human
I will promise anything if you will only manage to relieve mamma's anxiety,
gpt
ALL SAFE AT CLEVERDALE CAMP.