human
Select Sociables heard it, and voted it a good job. The Fourth and Fifth heard it, and said,
gpt
Young idiots!
human
So it's a row, is it? said he, as his _protege_ wandered disconsolately into his study after morning school.
gpt
Pistols for two, coffee for four, and all that sort of thing, eh?
human
He cuts me dead,
gpt
And you break your heart? Of course you do. I knew you couldn't get on without him.
human
I don't break my heart at all!
gpt
No; you look as if you were going to hang yourself! How glad he'll be to see dear Georgie sorrowing for his sins! If you'll take my advice, you'll go out next time you see him and lie down at his feet and ask him kindly to tread upon you.
human
I'm not going to bother about him! said Heathcote, miserably.
gpt
If he wants to make up, he'll have to come and ask me himself.
human
And, of course, you'll fall on his neck, and weep, and say, 'Oh! yes, I loved you always.' Very pretty! Seriously, youngster--don't make a donkey of yourself! As long as it pays him to cut you, he will cut you, and when it pays him better to be friends, he'll want to be friends. Don't make yourself too cheap. You're better than a dirty halfpenny, to be played pitch and toss with.