human
Leviticus, said Zacchary sternly, leading him down a wet red alley, peopled only with cooped chicks, and paved with unsaleable giblets;
gpt
Leviticus, what be thou doing, this day? Many queer things have I seed of thee--but to beat this here--never nothing!
human
I dunno what dost mean,
gpt
Now, I call that a lie,
human
A might be; and yet again a might not,
gpt
Do 'ee know, or do 'ee not? --the ruthless Carrier pressed him--
human
Now, I do believe; let me call to mind --said Tickuss, with his duller eyes at bay--
gpt
Naught to do wi' it! naught to do wi' it? Zacchary cried, with a crack of his thumb.
human
That were an old gentleman's misfortune; the same as Saint Paul and Saint Peter did once. But that hosebird I see you talking along of, have been in jail three times--three times I tell 'ee--and no miracle. And if ever I sees you dealing with him----
gpt
Well, well! no need to take on so, Zak, cried the bigger man at safe distance;
human
If you was to talk to next Leap-year's day, you could not fetch right out of wrong, Tickuss. And you know pretty well what I be. Now, what was you doing of with that black George? Mind, no lies won't go down with me.
gpt
Best way go and get him to tell 'ee, the younger brother answered sulkily.
human
It will do 'ee good like, to get it out of he.
gpt
No harm to try, answered Cripps with alacrity;
human
Hearken me, hearken me, Zak! he cried, with a start at a cock that crowed at him, and his face like the wattles of chanticleer--
gpt
Zak, for the sake of the Lord in heaven, and of my seven little ones,--stop a bit!
human
I bain't in no hurry that I know on, replied the Cripps of pure conscience;
gpt
Come out into the Turl, Zak; come out into the Turl a minute; there is nobody there now. They young College-boys be all at their lessons, or hunting. There is no place to come near the Turl for a talk, when they noisy College chaps are gone.
human
Now, what is it thou hast got to say?
gpt
Nort, nort, Zak; nort of any 'count,
human
Now spake out the truth, man, whatever it be, said the Carrier, trying to encourage him;
gpt
Tickuss, thou art always getting into scrapes by manes of crooked dealing. But I'll not turn my back on thee, if for once canst spake the truth like a man, brother.
human
Turmots, turmots, turmots!
gpt
She meaneth me, she meaneth me, she meaneth my turmot-field; he whispered, with his long legs bent for departure;
human
But tell me what thou wast agoing to say,
gpt
Dash it! I will tell thee the truth, then, Zak. I just went and cut up a maisly sow--as fine a bit of pork as you ever clapped eyes on, but for they little beauty spots. And the clerk of the market bought some for his dinner; and he have got a bad cook, a cantankerous woman, and now I be in a pretty mess!
human
Not a word of all that do I believe,