human
There are no pirates on the seas nowadays, I remarked one morning to Neil Gleazen who stood beside me watching all that went forward--and all the time I watched his face.
gpt
Why then should we set out armed to fight a sloop-of-war? Or ship a pair of small-swords on the cabin bulkhead?
human
Trade and barter, Joe, he replied.
gpt
The niggers fairly tumble over themselves to buy such tricks. There's money in it, Joe.
human
But, I persisted, scarcely veiling my impatience,
gpt
True, Joe. He lowered his voice.
human
But that's no reason to neglect a chance to turn our money over. Ah, Joe, you're a good lad, and we must have a bout with the foils some day soon. I'm sure we'll get along well together, you and I.