human
He don't seem to like me as captain of his vessel, Neil.
gpt
You old whited sepulchre, Neil Gleazen cried, speaking not to Matterson, but to my uncle;
human
If you hadn't got yourself run out of town, Neil Gleazen, and had to leave your chests with all that's in them behind you, you might have had money to put in this vessel yourself. As it is, the brig's mine and I swear I'll have a voice in saying who's to be her master.
gpt
A voice you shall have, Gleazen retorted, while the bull-necked Matterson broadly grinned at the squabble;
human
Let it be one vote to four, then. Though it's only one to four, my vote is better than all the rest. The brig's mine. I swear, if you try to override me so, I'll put her in the hands of the law. And if these cursed Spaniards will not do me justice,-- again he laughed a little wildly,--