human
Is there no help for me on earth? Am I, the hapless one, to die by the weapon of this cruel ruffian?
gpt
No, that you shan't, my pretty damsel, cried our friend Jack, forgetting all the stern selfishness in which he had been indulging himself,--
human
Hurrah, lads! Boarders! repel boarders! he exclaimed, starting up.
gpt
On, lads, and we'll soon put this big blackguard and his crew to flight.