human
Alack! said Dirk, with a great sigh,
gpt
Ay, it be a heavy night!
human
Gull's timbers was accumulating on the sand by the fire. The women sat down on them, keeping up their low talk and whispers, and watching the two silent figures the other side of the fire. The man moved not a muscle. The old negress bent over him, stroking his forehead and whispering and crooning. Only once he had said, chokingly,
gpt
My Noll!--all that was left to me,