human
Rather an ugly place to tackle, Rodd, from the sea, but I suppose our fellows wouldn't scruple about making an attack if there were any need. But here, I think we had better get back on board.
gpt
Oh, not yet, uncle. I haven't half seen enough.
human
But I am getting sick of this tiresome wind, said Uncle Paul.
gpt
One can't keep on one's hat, and it is just as if these gusts were genuine French, and kept on making a rush at us from round the corners of the streets as if they wanted to blow us into the harbour.
human
Yes, it is rather tiresome, replied Rodd.
gpt
But I should have liked to have had a look inside one of those batteries.
human
Pooh! What do you want to see them for?
gpt
Why, just because they are French, uncle.
human
Nonsense! You have seen all ours on the heights of Plymouth, and they are a deal better-looking than these. We have a good way to walk, so let's go down at once. There, look yonder.
gpt
What at, uncle?
human
What at? Why, at the clouds gathering there in the wind's eye. You see Captain Chubb's right, and we shall have the rain pouring down again before long.