human
Aren't you glad to find your brother again, Cap'n Bill?
gpt
Why, so-so, replied the sailor.
human
I don't know much about Joe, seein' as we haven't met before for many a long year; an' all I remember about our boyhood days is that we fit an' pulled hair most o' the time. But what worries me most is Joe's lookin' so much like me myself--wooden leg an' all. Don't you think it's rather cheeky an' unbrotherly, Trot?
gpt
Perhaps he can't help it, suggested the child.
human
And, anyhow, he'll never be able to live on land again.
gpt
No, said Cap'n Bill, with a sigh,
human
Joe's a fish, now, an' so he ain't likely to be took for me by any of our friends on the earth.