human
All her tackle gone, said Joe grimly.
gpt
Well, we must try and find and hack off some big bamboo canes with our jack-knives, and then try if we can't punt her up against the tide, which ought to be pretty slack by now--that is, if they don't come to find us.
human
But look here, Joe, cried Rodd, as he stood shading his eyes from the horizontal sunbeams;
gpt
Why, that's plain enough, Mr Rodd, sir. Down with the stream yon way.
human
But that must be down-stream.
gpt
Nay, not it, my lad. The river winds, and so did my head. Here, I'm all of a maze still. No, I aren't. Here, I'm blest! Why, you are right, sir. That is up-stream, and--Hooray, my lads! One pole will do, to steer. We are going to be carried back again, for the tide's turned and running up steady.