human
It's twenty minutes since we went into action, said Webster, wiping the blood from his brow.
gpt
Three cheers for our Captain, men!
human
For the love of God, cried a voice in English from the sloop,
gpt
Strike your flag!
human
What is the matter?
gpt
Your cursed torpedo has blown away our propeller, and the shaft--oh, Sancta Maria!--listen to it!--is breaking the ship.
human
Why don't you shut off steam?
gpt
Our engineer is dead. Demonios! Don't talk, but act.
human
I'll send our engineer to you.
gpt
Quick, quick!