human
Give way, lads, give way! he cried.
gpt
They will all be sent up like sky-rockets if we don't warn them in time.
human
Back, back to the boats, or you will all be blown up!
gpt
No fear about that, now, answered Desmond, from the deck of the nearest junk.
human
We found a burning fusee, sure enough, but took good care to throw it overboard. Hallo! where's Rogers?
gpt
Gone! The pirates have got hold of him, and may probably have cut his head off,
human
Gone! His head out off! cried Desmond, in an agony of grief, although scarcely believing his messmate's account;
gpt
How did you come away without him?
human
We could not help it, answered Billy, in a melancholy tone.
gpt
We should all have been killed if we had not. We have as it is lost two poor fellows knocked over, and four wounded. That shows that we did not give up the attempt to rescue Rogers while there was a chance of success.
human
Pull round and report to Mr Norman what has occurred. I will go with you,
gpt
We must try and ascertain his fate, at all events. You did not see his head cut off?
human
No, sir. We saw him in the pirates' hands. They were dragging him along.
gpt
Then, perhaps they intend holding him as a hostage, observed Mr Norman.
human
The junks do not appear to have much in them; and so, for fear lest the pirates should get on board again, we will set them on fire, and pull back to where you lost Rogers.