human
That's spoke like you, sir, cried the skipper;
gpt
Confound your chart, man! Here, Rodney, you hear all this? Do you think it's true?
human
No, uncle, I can't.
gpt
Neither can I, sir. I cannot. I will not. You, Captain Chubb, you mean well, I know, but--Oh, it's outrageous! That I, Paul Robson, a man of my sentiments, should come to do such a disloyal thing as this-- this--this--this treachery against my country and my King! Here, Captain Chubb, are you mad, or--
human
Drunk, sir? Say it out. I don't mind. It does me good to see you come to your senses like this. Brayvo, sir! That's the way to take it.
gpt
Oh, uncle!
human
You let him alone, sir. He's all right, cried the skipper.
gpt
I've stuck the harpoon into him. You give him line, and you'll see we shall have him in his flurry directly.
human
Stop, man! Where are your proofs?
gpt
Yes, cried Rodd, stamping excitedly about the cabin;
human
Proofs? said the skipper.
gpt
I d'know. Yes, I do. You ask the Count to his face, and his boy with him, whether what I say aren't true.
human
Yes, cried the doctor.
gpt
Go on deck, and take that confounded speaking trumpet of yours. Hail the brig, and ask the Count to come on board.
human
Yes--with his son! stormed Rodd.
gpt
How can I? They went off this afternoon on some game or another, and haven't been in sight since.
human
Hah! said the doctor, fanning himself with one hand, wiping his face with the other, and then shaking his bandanna silk handkerchief up and down to try and get cool.
gpt
There, I am not going to be in a passion, Rodney. I am not going to say angry words to you, Chubb, for you believe all this, while I--I--I can't believe it. The Count is too grand a gentleman to have made a--a--what you said, of me. But I will have this matter cleared up, and you will have to apologise to me and the Count.
human
And to Viscount Morny des Saix,
gpt
Yes, my boy; exactly, said the doctor; and then to the skipper--
human
If you are wrong!
gpt
Where are you going, uncle?
human
Up on deck, my boy, cried the doctor, without turning his head.
gpt
I feel like a furnace, and if I speak any more words they'll be like the skipper said--red-hot.
human
Well, said the captain, as he stood staring towards the cabin stairs,
gpt
I never see'd the doctor with his monkey up like that afore. Anyhow, he aren't afraid to trust me with his bag of tricks down here, and bottles of mixture. But he needn't have spoiled my chart!