human
Ah-h-h! they cry, grinning broadly;
gpt
--putting into this utterance a world of amused scorn. The
human
of the establishment--a solemn man in a tail-coat who walks about the hall preserving order--gets angry at this.
gpt
Restez tranquilles, he says to the jeerers, with expressive and emphatic forefinger leveled at the group. Whereupon one of them, a handsome chap in a soft hat, leans his elbows squarely on the table in front of him, wags his head saucily and openly chaffs the solemn regulator.
human
Ah, bah! he says,
gpt
The superintendent threatens to call the police: the blousards laugh him to scorn.
human
You would make a fine figure of yourself bringing here the police, wouldn't you? Look then at what we have consumed! pointing to the empty glasses before him on the table.
gpt
Go along, then, do--go quickly--and bring here the police, old wag that you are! The regulator perceives the force of this argument.
human
But they should be more respectful, he says, appealing to me: