human
Ha! cried Gibault, turning to Bertram as if a sudden thought had occurred to him,
gpt
Monsieur Bertram et Monsieur Mak Load, you be broders. Oui, Monsieur Mak Load, dis mine comrade--him be von painteur.
human
Indeed!
gpt
I have, indeed, the honour to follow the noble profession of painting, said Bertram,
human
As to attempt the frescoes on the ceiling of a reception hall in the backwoods, interrupted McLeod, laughing.
gpt
No, I believe you, sir; but, although I cannot presume to call you brother professionally, still I trust that I may do so as an amateur. I am delighted to see you here. It is not often we are refreshed with the sight of the face of a civilised man in these wild regions.
human
Upon my word, sir, you are plain-spoken, said March Marston with a look of affected indignation;
gpt
Pardon me, young sir, replied McLeod,
human
I call you trappers, which means neither civilised nor savage; neither fish, nor flesh, nor fowl--
gpt
That's a foul calumny, cried Bounce, knocking the ashes out of his pipe, and refilling it from the canister;
human
Lie,
gpt
No, said Bounce,
human
What! is it all done? cried McLeod, rising, and seizing the canister;