human
Me gamble too, he said;
gpt
But s'pose you _had_ lost? S'pose you lose what no belong you? What thing you do?
human
You do all same my talkee you?
gpt
What thing you mean, Tsang? What can I do?
human
Two more night' to San Flancisco, said Tsang softly;
gpt
Oh, I've thought of that. What's the good of throwing good money after bad? No use, I no got chance.
human
announced Tsang emphatically,
gpt
What you mean, Tsang? he asked.
human
What do you know? For the Lord's sake don't fool with me about it!
gpt
Me no fool, declared Tsang.
human
You le' me talkee number, him win big heap money.
gpt
But how do you know?
human
Me savey,
gpt
It's on the square, Tsang? You don't stand in with anybody below decks? The thing is on the level? Then finding further elucidation necessary, he added,
human
No belong cheat!
gpt
No belong cheat, all belong ploper. No man savey, only me savey, this side,
human
All right, he said, thrusting his hand in his pocket.
gpt
I'll give myself one more chance. There'll be time to-morrow to finish my job. I'll make a bargain with you, Tsang! Bet this, and this, and this, on the next run for me. You win, I no makee shoot; you lose, you promise bring back pistol, then go way. My can do what thing my wantchee, see?
human
I win, you belong good boy? Stop whisky-soda, maybe?
gpt
Going to reform me, oh? All right, it's a bargain.
human
My go now,