human
I had a bit of bad news this afternoon,
gpt
Aye--what was that?
human
One of my customers at Monkshill has let me in for a debt of twenty pounds--the scoundrel.
gpt
I would not call a man a scoundrel for the sake of a paltry twenty pounds,
human
Yes, you would, Miss, if you had to work for your living as I have, retorted her brother.
gpt
How long would it take you to earn a 'paltry twenty pounds,' as you call it, I wonder?
human
I could spend it much more quickly than I could earn it, I have no doubt, retorted Miss Fan, with a saucy smile.
gpt
Still, I am quite sure----
human
I am quite sure that you don't know what you are talking about, interrupted her brother, brusquely.
gpt
Leave business matters for men to deal with, and attend to your feathers and fal-lals. A paltry sum indeed!
human
Edward always was short-tempered, and I suppose he always will be,
gpt
Going already?
human
Yes; I've a couple more calls to make before going home. What a scamp that fellow must be!
gpt
Good-bye--good-bye, and God bless you! he said, in a low voice. Edward looked surprised, but said nothing.
human
I would not let this loss worry you overmuch, if I were you. After all, the sum is not a large one, and there are worse things in life to endure than the loss of a few pounds.
gpt
I'll oppose his certificate, for all that, he muttered, viciously. He withdrew his hand abruptly from his father's grasp, and with an all-round
human
Good-night, not very graciously spoken, he marched out of the room, shaking an imaginary fist in