human
Nothing! he muttered impatiently.
gpt
It was my fancy. I made as sure as possible, just as I was going to lower the glass, that I could see the three masts of the sloop standing right out yonder towards the west. All rubbish and imagination, he muttered.
human
I pictured that because it was what I was afraid of seeing when--Oh-h-h! It wasn't fancy! There she is! Oh, there she is, after all!