human
De good Lord help us now! she cried at the sight of the master and his burden.
gpt
What's happened, Mas'r Dick?
human
Nothing very serious, Hagar. I've been in--the sea. Oh, Uncle Richard! how did you find me?
gpt
I was looking for you, Noll, and heard your cry. O Heaven! what if I had failed to hear it!
human
I should have been swept away,
gpt
Out ob de sea! out ob de sea! she cried;
human
Hush! said Trafford, his face growing gloomy;
gpt
Yes, in a minnit, Mas'r Dick; quick's I ken git dis yer ole candle lit. But ef ye don't t'ank de Lord now, ye'll have to come to it 'fore long, Mas'r Dick; Hagar tells ye so! dat yer time'll come! it'll come!
human
Hush! said Trafford, harshly,
gpt
Dat time'll come, dat time'll come, bress de Lord!
human
But aren't you glad I'm safe, Uncle Richard?--aren't you thankful?
gpt
I know you are, Uncle Richard! Then why--why--aren't you thankful to God?
human
Don't, don't, Noll! said his uncle.
gpt
Strip off those wet garments and make haste to get warm again. Culm Rock is no place for one to be sick in. Hurry, boy?
human
Oh, I've forgotten something, Uncle Richard! That tide drove it all out of my head. What can I do? Dirk Sharp's little girl is sick--dying, and I was to bring her some medicine, if Hagar had any!
gpt
What is Dirk or his to you? exclaimed Trafford.
human
Was that what kept you so late? Is that how you came to be caught by the tide?
gpt
Yes, said Noll,
human
I--
gpt
Noll, you reckless lad! What are those Culm people to us,--to me? You put your life in peril--oh, I tremble to think _what_ peril!--for Dirk's miserable child? What were you thinking of? Have you no regard for your life,--for my happiness?
human
Why, said Noll, quickly,
gpt
Dirk loves his child as well as you love me, and I thought perhaps Hagar's medicines could help it, and I didn't know there was any peril till I got into it; and oh, Uncle Richard, what will they do now that I can't come back?
human
I don't know, said Trafford, gloomily;
gpt
Is there,--do you think there'll be any hope of my going back to-night, Uncle Richard? The child is dreadful sick, you know.
human
Going back!--to-night! Are you crazy, Noll? Trafford cried.
gpt
No, you will not put foot outside the door this night!
human
But, Un--
gpt
Hush! not another word, said his uncle, sternly.
human
If you have no regard for your life, I must have for you. Hagar is waiting at the door with your dry clothes. Are you ready for them?
gpt
Yes,