human
Pfaw! What a stench! The smell is all I have against the trade.
gpt
You have been too long away from it, Mr. Gleazen.
human
Too long? That's as may be. An old horse settles easy into harness again.
gpt
Too long or no, it's a long time since first we met,--a long, long time, and yet I remember as yesterday what a night we had of it. It began when that blasted Frenchman slipped his cables and sought to beat us up the river. It was you, Gleazen, that saved us then. When your message came, with what haste we landed the boats and towed the old brig straight up stream! Row? We rowed like the devil, and though our palms peeled, we won the race. It was a good cargo you had waiting, too. Only seven died in the passage.