human
Hah! he whispered, with his face close to the cabin-window,
gpt
You may trust us, Bob,
human
Ay, ay, my lad, I will, and the least thing as you can do is to trust me and my mates.
gpt
I will, Bob, and I'm sure Mr Frewen will, but we couldn't help thinking you were a traitor.
human
Course you couldn't, lad. On'y nat'ral. But you see now as it was on'y make-believe.
gpt
There's my hand, Hampton,
human
Thankye kindly, sir. That sounds English, on'y I can't give it a grip, 'cause I'm holding on. But if you'd just stuff one finger in my mouth I'll bite it if you like, to show I mean square and honest by you all.
gpt
Never mind that, Hampton, said Mr Frewen;
human
Right it is then, said Bob Hampton, with a satisfied grunt,
gpt
Can you help us to escape, Bob? I whispered.
human
Can't we re-take the ship?
gpt
Steady, my lad, don't get out o' breath. That's what we come about, and Neb Dumlow's bylin' over to do it.
human
Tell us first what is the state of affairs,
gpt
State of affairs is, that all the orficers and you the doctor, along with the passengers, is prisoners, and Frenchy Jarette's skipper of the Burgh Castle, with that there rat of a 'prentice or middy, or whatever he calls hisself, first mate.
human
But where are we going?
gpt
Nobody knows but Frenchy, and there is times when I think he don't know. For he's as mad as a whole cargo o' hatters or he'd never ha' done what he has. But look sharp, sir, I can't stop long. If he found out, he'd cut the rope and send me adrift as soon as look at me, and that would be a pity, 'cause if there's one man as I do respeck and like it's Bob Hampton, mariner, spite of his looks.
human
Yes, we'll be quick,
gpt
Is anything the matter?
human
Oh lor'! Here I goes,
gpt
No, no; it's all right, I whispered.
human
That was only Mr Preddle.
gpt
I thought it was Frenchy, sir.
human
Hush! No, nothing wrong. Help come, whispered Mr Frewen.
gpt
Wait!
human
Now, Hampton, what can you suggest?
gpt
Well, sir, I've been thinking that if you gents--Pst!