human
Hola! shipmet, said the Knacker, in a tone that was doubtless intended to be affable.
gpt
It is to be a brave show to-day and you are come in good time to see it. Seven thunders! but one always sees the black-jackets flocking thick as flies in a pudding when the smell of the saucepan is in the air. Your master yonder was of too proud a stomach to clink can with us, but you will be more amiable. There's a fresh cask on the trestles and not a token to pay.
human
No skulking, reverend sir, he said, maliciously.
gpt
Which shall it be, a swig from my black-jack or a full toss of the horn? For drink you must, if you would enter here.
human
After all, the good malt is for stronger stomachs; wine is the tipple for women, boys, and priests. Down with it right cheerfully or take a sousing in the butt itself--to drown there or drink it dry.