human
But--it's a man!--in my cabin!
gpt
I'm awfully sorry, said Max.
human
There's been some mistake. Better let me hold you a few seconds more, till the ship's steadier. Then I'll lift you down to the lower berth. You see, I thought it was my cabin.
gpt
Oh, she exclaimed; and he felt a quiver run through the bare arm. Her hair, which showered over his face and twined intricately round his neck, had a faint, flowery perfume.
human
As soon as I get you down, and make you comfortable, I'll go, he hurried on.
gpt
There, now, I think things are quieting for the moment. We must have had two waves following one another quicker than the rest. Let go your hold on the berth, and I'll take you out.