human
Just one other word, the Master continued, his voice calm, unshaken, quite impersonal.
gpt
If science fails, do not allow yourselves to be captured. The tortures of Hell await any white man taken by these fanatics. Remember, always keep one mercy-bullet--for yourselves!
human
I am going to take two men and undertake what seems a preposterous attack. I need only two. I shall not call for volunteers, because you would all offer yourselves. You must stay here.
gpt
In case my plan succeeds, you are to come at my call--three long hails. If my plan fails, Major Bohannan will command you; and I know you will all fight to the last breath and to the final drop of blood!
human
Don't do this thing, sir! the major protested.
gpt
What chance of success has it? These desert men can see, where a white man is blind. They can scent danger as a hunting-dog scents the spoor of game. You're simply throwing your life away, and we need that life!
human
I will take Lieutenant Leclair, who knows these people, the Master continued, paying no heed,