human
It looks bad, said Bounce, sitting down on a stone, clasping his hard hands together, and resting an elbow on each knee.
gpt
Sit ye down, Gibault. We'll think a bit, an' then go to work. That's wot we'll do-- d'ye see?
human
Non, I don't see, groaned Gibault.
gpt
Vat can ve do? Two to forty! If it was only swords ve had to fight vid--Hah! But, alas! we have noting--dey have everyting.
human
True, lad, force won't do, returned Bounce;
gpt
he added, knitting his brows,
human
Wos they tied very tight, Gibault?
gpt
Oui. I see de cords deep in de wrists, an' poor Redhand seem to be ver' moch stunned; he valk as if hims be dronk.
human
Drunk! exclaimed Bounce, suddenly springing up as if he had received an electric shock, and seizing his companion by both shoulders, while, for a moment, he gazed eagerly into his eyes; then, pushing him violently away, he turned round and darted along the bank of the river, crying, as he went,
gpt
Come along, Gibault; I'll tell ye wot's up as we go!