human
Simkin, he said, as his comrade also got up,
gpt
I'm not goin' to lie hidin' here while our boys are engaged wi' the savages.
human
No more am I, Moses, returned Rattling Bill, with something of the jovially reckless air still lingering on his solemnised visage.
gpt
But we've not much chance of getting back to the zerebas without arms.
human
What d'ee call _that_?
gpt
A very good weapon to fight the bush with, answered Simkin,
human
I propose that we simply go at 'em, said Moses.
gpt
Take 'em in rear, cut our way through, and get into the zereba--that's all. It don't take much of a headpiece to think that out.
human
Go ahead, then! I'll back you,