human
Come here!
gpt
Are you the boy I have read of in the papers?
human
I don't know, says Jo, staring moodily at the vail,
gpt
Were you examined at an Inquest?
human
I don't know nothink about no--where I was took by the beadle, do you mean? says Jo.
gpt
Was the boy's name at the Inkwhich, Jo?
human
Yes.
gpt
That's me!
human
Come farther up.
gpt
You mean about the man? says Jo, following.
human
Him as was dead?
gpt
Hush! Speak in a whisper! Yes. Did he look, when he was living, so very ill and poor!
human
O jist!
gpt
Did he look like--not like _you_?
human
O not so bad as me, says Jo.
gpt
I'm a reg'lar one, _I_ am! You didn't know him, did you?
human
How dare you ask me if I knew him?
gpt
No offense, my lady,
human
I am not a lady. I am a servant.
gpt
You are a jolly servant!
human
Listen and be silent. Don't talk to me, and stand farther from me! Can you show me all those places that were spoken of in the account I read? The place he wrote for, the place he died at, the place where you were taken to, and the place where he was buried? Do you know the place where he was buried?
gpt
Go before me, and show me all those dreadful places. Stop opposite to each, and don't speak to me unless I speak to you. Don't look back. Do what I want, and I will pay you well.