human
And so you think we wear silks and satins on board ship, I see, young gentleman, do you? he said with a comical grin, eyeing my new coat and waistcoat.
gpt
You'll have to send these back to your grandmother, or the old woman who made them for you.
human
Arrah, sir, d'ye intend to insult me? I asked.
gpt
Were they not put together by Pat Cassidy, the family tailor, under the direction of my uncle, Major McMahon, and he shure knows what a young gentleman should wear on board ship.
human
No, my lad, I only intended to laugh at you; but do you know who I am?
gpt
No, but I'll have you to understand that an O'Finnahan of Castle Ballinahone, County Tipperary, Ireland, is not to be insulted with impunity,
human
Then I'll give you to understand, young sir, that I'm the first lieutenant of this ship, and that lieutenants don't insult midshipmen, even if they think fit to send them to the masthead. It will be your business to obey, and to ask no questions.
gpt
Rough and Ready