human
You shouldn't think so much about money, old chap.
gpt
Money and home! exclaimed Dick Edmonstone in a low, excited tone.
human
Home and money! It's almost all I do think about.
gpt
Why, Dick, you speak as though you had been exiled for years, and it's not three months since you landed.
human
Besides, continued the elder man,
gpt
I protest against any man growing morbid who can show a balance-sheet like ours. As to home-sickness, wait until you have been out here ten years; wait until you have tried digging, selecting, farming, droving; wait until you have worn a trooper's uniform and a counter jumper's apron, and ridden the boundaries at a pound a week, and tutored Young Australia for your rations. When you have tried all these things--and done no good at any of 'em, mark you--then, if you like, turn home-sick.