human
I wish I could take you, ses Sam, looking at the other two out o' the corner of his eye,
gpt
And mine's there too, ses Peter Russet, speaking a'most afore old Sam 'ad finished;
human
Oh, dear, ses Mrs. Finch, folding her 'ands and shaking her 'cad.
gpt
I should like to go over a ship one arternoon. I'd quite made up my mind to it, knowing three captins.
human
Ah, I wish I 'ad met you a fortnight ago, ses Ginger, very sad.
gpt
I gave up my ship, the High flyer, then, and I'm waiting for one my owners are 'aving built for me at New-castle. They said the High flyer wasn't big enough for me. She was a nice little ship, though. I believe I've got 'er picture somewhere about me!
human
That's me standing on the bridge,
gpt
It's your figger, ses Mrs. Finch, straining her eyes.
human
I should know it anywhere.
gpt
You've got wonderful eyes, ma'am,
human
Anybody can see that, ses Ginger.
gpt
They're the largest and the bluest I've ever seen.
human
Truth is truth, ses Ginger.
gpt
I'm a plain man, and I speak my mind.
human
Blue is my fav'rit' colour, ses old Sam, in a tender voice.
gpt
True blue.
human
I thought brown was,
gpt
Ho! ses Sam, turning on 'im;
human
I 'ad my reasons,
gpt
I thought brown was 'is fav'rit colour too, ses Ginger.
human
I don't know why. It's no use asking me; because if you did I couldn't tell you.
gpt
Brown's a very nice colour,
human
Blue, ses Ginger;
gpt
he ses, looking at Sam and Peter Russet,