human
Hawser’s parted, sir!
gpt
I know it. Turn out all hands, and loose the foresail. She’s falling off to the westward—the wrong way. We must wear her around on the other tack, and scratch offshore
human
They’ll be back to pick us up, Captain, as soon as they miss us
gpt
Not if they know their duty. It would endanger the other two barges; this is going to be a bad blow. We’ll have to look out for ourselves now
human
Good Lord, sir, what can we do with this old hooker?
gpt
Do?—everything! Do as I say. Up with that foresail, now, and be handy about it. There was a time when you wouldn’t have called her an old hooker! I’ll show you what she’s made of