human
Go on, Uncle Porges,--what about the dragons? Oh, please go on!--there's always dragons in 'chanted castles, you know, to guard the lovely Princess,--aren't you going to have any dragons that hiss, you know, an' spit out smoke, an' flames? Oh!--do please have a dragon.
gpt
Certainly, my Porges, nodded Bellew, drawing the small figure down beside him,
human
I was forgetting the dragons, but there they are, with scaly backs, and iron claws, spitting out sparks and flames, just as self-respecting dragons should, and roaring away like thunder.
gpt
Ah! exclaimed Small Porges, nestling closer to Bellew, and reaching out a hand to Auntie Anthea,
human
Do you think a--er--dozen would be enough, my Porges?
gpt
Oh yes! But s'pose the beautiful Princess didn't open the door,--what would you do if you were really a wandering knight who was waiting patiently for it to open,--what would you do then?
human
Shin up a tree, my Porges.
gpt
Oh but that wouldn't be a bit right--would it, Auntie?
human
Of course not! laughed Anthea,
gpt
added Small Porges,
human
Then I'd make an awful' good try at it!
gpt
No, said Small Porges, shaking his head,
human
And then what would happen?
gpt
Why then the lovely Princess would open the gate, an' marry you of course, an' live happy ever after, an' all would be revelry an' joy.
human
Ah! sighed Bellew,
gpt
Why then, said Small Porges, wrinkling his brow,
human
A most excellent idea, my Porges! If I should happen to find myself in like circumstances, I'll surely take your advice.