human
La, la,
gpt
Lady-bird, lady-bird, fly away home, Your house is on fire, and your children all gone.
human
My throat's like a piece of sand-paper.
gpt
It is as you see, and now Angel Point very quick. To get it there safe, that's the thing! Then, scanning the sky closely:
human
It's for a handsome day, and the wind goes to bear us up fine. Good! Well, for you, Bissonnette, there shall be a thousand dollars, you shall have the Belle Chatelaine Inn and the little lady at Point Pierrot. For the rest, you shall keep a quiet tongue, eh? If not, my Bissonnette, we shall be the best of strangers, and you shall not be happy. Hein?
gpt
The Belle Chatelaine? Good! That is enough. My tongue is tied; I cannot speak; it is fastened with a thousand pegs.
human
Very good, a thousand gold pegs, and you shall never pull them. The little lady will have you with them, not without; and unless you stand by me, no one shall have you at any price--by God!
gpt
You have been speaking, now it is my turn. Don't cry cook till you have the venison home. What is more, I gave my word to Gobal, and I will keep it. I will be captain. No talking! When you've got the kegs in the cellar at Angel Point, good! But now--come, my comrades, I am your captain!