human
Please, said he, with a sudden diffidence,
gpt
Live, repeated Bellew, smiling,
human
But I--I mean--where is your home?
gpt
My home, said Bellew, exhaling a great cloud of smoke,
human
That sounds an awful' long way off.
gpt
It _is_ an awful' long way off.
human
An' where do you sleep while--while you're here?
gpt
Anywhere they'll let me. To-night I shall sleep at some inn, I suppose, if I can find one, if not,--under a hedge, or hay-rick.
human
Oh!--haven't you got any home of your own, then,--here?
gpt
No.
human
And--you're not going home just yet,--I mean across the 'bounding billow?'
gpt
Not yet.
human
Then--please-- the small boy's voice was suddenly tremulous and eager, and he laid a little, grimy hand upon Bellew's sleeve,
gpt
Georgy Porgy, said he,