human
Jack, are all well, and who is here?
gpt
All well, said Jack;
human
Desperately ill, but I have hopes of him now,
gpt
I must first send a message that we are coming, and that he is asleep under opiates, or we shall frighten those who are watching for us,
human
Captain, when you find my wife, tell her privately that she must keep the other ladies from seeing us as we carry Jordan to the house. It would disturb and perhaps alarm them, for he is not only wan and poor, but the sleep upon him looks like the twin brother of Death.
gpt
I will see to it all,