human
As to my wound, continued the engineer,
gpt
I believe it was an accident; so now I ask you to go back home quietly, and good-night!
human
Well said, sir; good-night to you! roared the leader as the window was closed.
gpt
Good-night to everybody! Come on, lads! Good-night, young un! We're good mates, eh?
human
Yes,
gpt
Then shake hands again. We don't bear no malice, do us? See, lads. We're mates. I wean't laugh at you. You're a good un, that's what you are, and you'll grow into a man.