human
What are you laughing at?
gpt
Yow, lad, yow. Why, you arn't big enew to carry a goon; and as for sailing, do you think a ship's like a punt, and shoved along wi' a pole!
human
Never mind, grumbled Tom.
gpt
I'm not going to stop here and be suspected for nothing.
human
Nay, nay, don't you lads talk nonsense.
gpt
It's no nonsense, Hicky, said Dick bitterly.
human
I've made up my mind to go.
gpt
Nay, nay, I tell thee. Thou wean't goo, lads.
human
Indeed but we will,
gpt
What, goo?
human
Yes.
gpt
Height awayer?
human
Yes, right away.
gpt
Then what's to become of me?
human
Become of you! Why, what's it got to do with you?
gpt
Do wi' me! Why, iverything. What's the good o' my punt? what's the good o' me laying up a couple o' good ash-poles for you, and putting a bit o' wood up chimney to season, so as to hev it ready for new soles for your pattens [skates] next winter. Good, indeed! What call hev you to talk that clat?
human
You're a good old chap, Hicky, said Dick, smiling up at the big fellow;
gpt
Hey, bud I can, cried the wheelwright quickly;
human
Well, I suppose it is something like that, Hicky,
gpt
Ay, joost the same; bud I didn't tell Farmer Tallington as I should go for a soldier, and I didn't turn on my wife and tell her I should go to sea.