human
I do believe, said Walcot, who was only four from the head of the school, to his friend, Joe Halliday, one day, about a month after my master's arrival at Randlebury--
gpt
I do believe that young fag of yours would chum up to the poker and tongs if there were no fellows here.
human
Shouldn't wonder, said Joe.
gpt
He's a sociable young beggar, and keeps my den uncommon tidy. Why, only the other day, when I was in no end of a vicious temper about being rowed about my Greek accents, you know, and when I should have been really grateful to the young scamp if he'd given me an excuse for kicking him, what should he do but lay wait for me in my den with a letter from his father, which he insisted on reading aloud to me. What do you think it was about?
human
I couldn't guess,
gpt
Well, you must know he's lately chummed up very thick with my young brother Jim in the second, and--would you believe it?--he took it into his head to sit down and write to his governor to ask him if he would give Jim and me each a watch like the one he's got himself. What do you think of that?
human
Did he, though? exclaimed Walcot, laughing.
gpt
I say, old boy, you'll make your fortune out of that youngster; and what did his father say?
human
Oh, he was most polite, of course; his boy's friends were his friends, and all that, and he finished up by saying he hoped we should both come and spend Christmas there.
gpt
Ha! ha! and did he send the watches?
human
No; I suppose he wants to spy out the land first.
gpt
Well, said Walcot,