human
Good-afternoon to you, Mr. Taffy, said Trilby, in English.
gpt
I've brought you these objects of art and virtu to make the peace with you. They're the real thing, you know. I borrowed 'em from le père Martin, chiffonnier en gros et en détail, grand officier de la Légion d'Honneur, membre de l'Institut, et cetera, treize bis, Rue du Puits d'Amour, rez-de-chaussée, au fond de la cour à gauche, vis-à-vis le mont-de-piété! He's one of my intimate friends, and--
human
You don't mean to say you're the intimate friend of a _rag-picker_?
gpt
Oh yes! Pourquoi pas? I never brag; besides, there ain't any beastly pride about le père Martin, said Trilby, with a wink.
human
You'd soon find that out if _you_ were an intimate friend of his. This is how it's put on. Do you see? If _you_'ll put it on, I'll fasten it for you, and show you how to hold the lantern and handle the pick. You may come to it yourself some day, you know. Il ne faut jurer de rien! Père Martin will pose for you in person, if you like. He's generally disengaged in the afternoon. He's poor but honest, you know, and very nice and clean; quite the gentleman. He likes artists, especially English--they pay. His wife sells bric-à-brac and old masters: Rembrandts from two francs fifty upwards. They've got a little grandson--a love of a child. I'm his god-mother. You know French, I suppose?
gpt
Oh yes, said Taffy, much abashed.
human
I'm very much obliged to you--very much indeed--a--I--a--
gpt
Y a pas d'quoi! said Trilby, divesting herself of her basket and putting it, with the pick and lantern, in a corner.
human
Et maintenant, le temps d'absorber une fine de fin sec [a cigarette] et je m'la brise [I'm off]. On m'attend à l'Ambassade d'Autriche. Et puis zut! Allez toujours, mes enfants. En avant la boxe!