human
Smart, said Captain Chubb,
gpt
and he looked at Rodd as he spoke, before tucking his speaking trumpet under his arm and then giving himself a shake like a huge yellow Newfoundland dog to get rid of the superabundant moisture.
human
Well, squire, he continued, as he came close up,
gpt
I should get farther into the harbour, in case that brig broke away again.
human
Of course you would, said the captain, with a grim smile.
gpt
Now, don't you pretend again that you aren't a sailor, because that was spoken like a good first mate. But we will wait for a lull before we let go, for I don't want to lose no tackle. But the gale aren't over yet.
human
But we are safe, captain?
gpt
Yes, grunted the captain.
human
Better off than them yonder,