human
Captain Pardoe, she cried, in a thin, unnatural voice,
gpt
Because, madam, I had not men enough to work her, and she would never have reached Rio.
human
No; but she can reach the bottom.
gpt
Good God! he muttered, his face turning an ashen grey,
human
Miss Laura, you cannot mean that?
gpt
Yes; but I do!
human
Then, he said fiercely,
gpt
Oh, no, no! she cried,
human
I never--
gpt
Be firm, whispered Commins;
human
Appoint that man your Captain, madam; he alone is capable of such an act, and perhaps Juarez would assist him.
gpt
It is policy,