human
Come now, Wynne, I'll not tell the old lady, upon my honour. You may as well tell me all you know. And you _do_ know; of _course_, you do; you _always_ know. And these people living not a mile away! You _must_ know.
gpt
I see how it is. She's a pretty girl, and you want to pick up all about her, by way of inquiring after the old gentleman.
human
Perhaps you're right, though, I assure you, I didn't know it myself. But _is_ the old fellow mad, or is there any madness among them?
gpt
I do assure you, I know no more than you do, laughed Mr. Wynne Williams.
human
He may be as sober as Solomon, or as mad as a hatter, for anything _I_ know. It's nothing to me. He's only a visitor there, and the young lady, too, for that matter; and our tenant is the Reverend Isaac Dixie.
gpt
Where is Dixie living now?
human
The old shop.
gpt
I know. I wonder he has not wriggled on and up a bit. I always looked on Dixie as the bud of a dignitary; he has had time to burst into a Bishop since I saw him. Dixie and I have had some queer scenes together, and he laughed quietly over his recollections.
human
He and I spent three months once together in Malory--do you remember? I dare say _he_ does. He was tutor and I pupil. Charming time. We used to read in the gun-room. That was the year they had the bricklayers and painters at Ware. Do you remember the day you came in exactly as I shied the ink-bottle at his head? I dare say the mark's on the wall still. By Jove, I'd have killed him, I suppose, if I'd had the luck to hit him. You must come over and see me before I go. I'm quite alone; but I can give you a mutton chop and some claret, and I want to show you the rifle I told you of. You'll be delighted with it.