human
He’ll go on the razzle, I suppose, he remarked, as he dropped into the corner opposite Templeton.
gpt
But he can’t keep it up long. Isn’t Saturday the day for that old ceremony—what do they call it?—anointing the British Stone? I’d made up my mind to see that; it will be a bit of a rag to finish up my holiday with. I suppose you’ll be too much occupied with your road-sweeper to bother about it?
human
Well, you see, the afternoons are short now, and as O’Reilly is coming down specially——
gpt
Just so. Business before pleasure. I foresee the end of our old friendship. ’But O the heavy change now thou art gone!’ Milton, old chap. That’s what I shall say when I think of the spiffing rags we’ve had together, and mourn for the days that are no more. Hand over that Punch, or I shall burst into tears. Perhaps I shall anyhow.
human
You didn’t turn up yesterday, he cried.
gpt
What was you after, eh?
human
As I explained in my note, I had to make a sudden journey to London.
gpt
I don’t want none of your explanations. You had ought to ask my permission, going gallivanting sudden like that. I won’t have no more of it. You’re sacked; you understand that? Sacked without notice. Here’s half a week’s wages; you shan’t have nothing against me. Hook it! Now! This very minute!
human
With the greatest pleasure in life, said Templeton, coolly.
gpt
Good morning.
human
Boy in first sack immediate.