human
Here, I suppose you had better tell the old lady to put on another rasher of ham to fry.
gpt
For you, uncle?
human
No, sir, for you. You traitorous young dog, leaving all those beautiful trout up on the moor to be devoured by the enemies of your country!
gpt
Well, they can't eat them raw, uncle.
human
Why not, sir? They are only so many ravening savages, ready to breathe out battle and slaughter if they got free.
gpt
That poor boy didn't seem much of a savage, uncle, said Rodd quietly; and after a sidelong glance to see whether he dared say it, the boy continued tentatively,
human
I wish the poor fellow had been here to have this ham.
gpt
What! roared his uncle fiercely.
human
Bah! You wouldn't have left him a mouthful. Wolf--raven!
gpt
Yes, I would, uncle. I'd have left him all.
human
Umph! grunted Uncle Paul, taking up a very thin, old, much-worn silver table-spoon and looking at it with the eye of a connoisseur.
gpt
H'm! Ha! Queen Anne.
human
She's dead, uncle,
gpt
Well, I know that, don't I?