human
Why don't you stop with me?
gpt
No, no!
human
But listen. Could not we three--you, me, and the negro boy--carry the schooner into Penzance, say, where you might go ashore at once, take the coach for London, and vanish much more entirely than ever you will by going to Cadiz?
gpt
No, sir, no; there's to be no going home with me. I should be a fool to trust myself in England. I'm too respectable a man to live in any country where I'm 'wanted.'
human
Well, then, said I,
gpt
Butler's scheme of the cutter and of Cadiz is the practicable one, and you must adopt it. You talk of my transshipping you. What story am I to tell the captain whom I ask to receive you? You don't look like mutineers, and not one of you is clever enough to act such a part as would enable me to spin my yarn without exciting suspicion. Now, suspicion is the last thing we wish to excite.
human
True, sir,
gpt
Good morning, Miss Noble. I hope you are feeling very much better?
human
I am very much better, thank you,
gpt
I hope to join you shortly. My watch on deck expires in a few minutes. It is a fine bright morning and there is a noble sailing breeze, and the schooner is going through the water like a witch.
human
I should like to go on deck, she said,