human
Pretty well. How are you, Mr. Professor?
gpt
I breathe the sea air, and I am content, answered Dr. Woddle.
human
How long have we slept? It must be four-and-twenty hours, at least, for I am hungry again; I cannot tell to a certainty, for my watch has stopped.
gpt
There is one comfort, replied Mont,
human
I don't know about that, said Stump.
gpt
They've got no fresh meat on board; all they gave us yesterday was fishy stuff; and four fine, fat, healthy fellows----
human
Shut up, Stump, cried Mont;
gpt
I know I'm only an odd boy, but----
human
Will you be quiet?
gpt
All right; I won't say anything more.
human
How long do you think they will keep us here?
gpt
I can't tell any more than you, Folsom,
human
But what is your opinion?
gpt
Not a very encouraging one. We have by chance become possessed of an important secret. If the secret is worth more than our lives, we shall either be killed or kept prisoners.
human
Forever?
gpt
Yes, forever, answered the professor gravely.
human
If the secret is not very serious, we may be landed on some island. I advise that we remain perfectly quiet and take things as they come.
gpt
May I say a word?
human
Well?
gpt
I'll get out of this.
human
How? It is difficult to break out of a prison on earth, but to get out of one under the sea is impossible.
gpt
Suppose we kill our jailers and take the key? If four Americans aren't a match for a lot of niggers, and one Unknown who can't speak any language, and doesn't belong to any country at all, it's time we shut up shop!