human
Five fathoms bare!
gpt
We can edge in even a little farther yet, remarked the captain.
human
But I cannot understand, he continued,
gpt
By your leave, sir, it seems very much to me, suggested Roger, touching his hat,
human
Why, boy, prithee what puts that idea into your head? retorted the captain rather testily.
gpt
Why should he wish us to keep off? Surely if you were in his place you would be fully as anxious as he appears to be to have the rescuing ships approach and take you off without delay?
human
What I meant to suggest, Mr Cavendish, responded Roger rather stiffly, and not one whit abashed by his commander's testiness,
gpt
Zounds, boy! shouted Cavendish,
human
All hands stand by to veer ship!
gpt
Three fathoms only, and shoaling fast!