human
My old friend Captain Rogers, he said, solemnly,
gpt
From what jail have you come?
human
said the other,
gpt
I have been in so many--looking for Captain Rogers--that I almost forget the last, but I have just tramped from London, two hundred and eighty odd miles, for the pleasure of seeing your damned ugly figure-head again; and now I've found it, I'm going to stay. Give me some money.
human
Enough to go on with, said the other, pocketing it;
gpt
A nice snug harbor after our many voyages, he continued.
human
Shipmates we were, shipmates we'll be; while Nick Gunn is alive you shall never want for company. Lord! Do you remember the Dutch brig, and the fat frightened mate?
gpt
I have forgotten it, said the other, still eyeing him steadfastly.
human
I have forgotten many things. For fifteen years I have lived a decent, honest life. Pray God for your own sinful soul, that the devil in me does not wake again.
gpt
Fifteen years is a long nap, said Gunn, carelessly;