human
Oh, it hardly seems possible that we are eating with white men again, said Mr. Illingway, as he took a second cup of coffee,
gpt
And to see electric lights, instead of a camp-fire, added his wife.
human
What a wonderful airship you have, Tom Swift.
gpt
Yes, it's pretty good, he admitted.
human
It came in useful to-night, all right.
gpt
We'll land at the place where we camped before, said Tom, who had again assumed charge of the ship,
human
No can get two other white men? suddenly asked Tomba, who had been sitting, gazing at his recovered master and mistress.
gpt
Fly-ship go back, an' leave two white mans here?
human
What in the world does he mean? demanded Tom.
gpt
Of course we're not going to leave any of our party behind!
human
Let me question him,