human
They've got our range at last, and it's lucky for us they have no search-light.
gpt
I'll go and get my rifle,
human
She's a mile off, at least; and if not, you might just as well puff at a whale with a pea-shooter. Still, I know how you feel. It's devilish hard to stand fire without giving back. He raised his voice:
gpt
Fire!
human
It's no good, of course, muttered the Captain;
gpt
Why not give them the big gun, Captain?
human
A waste of ammunition; and we'll want all we have when we get near the end of our voyage. I could turn and engage them, but I like to see what I am about, and all I want to do now is to encourage them. There she goes round; see her port lights; she'll give us another broadside, and do you count the flashes.
gpt
Count the flashes, thought Frank;