human
Who the devil taught you that, Mixey? asked Bender.
gpt
You talk as if you were Chief of the Big Six.
human
Why, any fireman knows that. I've been running with a machine for years. The calm way with which Muggles said this, shaking the ashes from his cigar as he spoke, showed a certain self-reliance.
gpt
Out in our village I'm foreman of the Hose Company.
human
So you'd keep the blankets soaked, would you?
gpt
I certainly would.
human
Learned that practising on his head,
gpt
Right you are, Poddy; but Muggles, suppose the mill caught first, chipped in Monteith. The mill was the apple of his eye. Fire was what he dreaded--he never could insure the mill fully against fire.
human
What would you protect first--the mill or the piles of lumber?
gpt
The lumber, of course--the mill can use its pumps if the engine-room escapes.
human
Better save the mill, rejoined Monteith thoughtfully.
gpt
Trade is pretty dull.
human
Hugging the sod,