human
The water between the ice and the rocks is a much narrower strip than I had thought, said Roswell, to his constant attendant, Stimson.
gpt
Here, it does not appear to be a hundred yards in width!
human
Nor is it, sir--whew--this trotting in so cold a climate makes a man puff like a whale blowing--but, Captain Gar'ner, that schooner will be cut in two before we can get to her. Look, sir; the floe has reached the rocks already, quite near her; and it does not stop the drift at all, seemingly.